Jiang Miaomiao stares at Jiang Qiran.

That pair of cold and pick up the Danfeng eyes, at the moment, the anger is dense, there is a kind of despair that makes people feel cold on the back.

"Qi ran, what's wrong with you? No Isn't it just a cell phone? "

Jiang Miaomiao swallows. She stares at Jiang Qilan's fragmented mobile phone. She is puzzled.

……

And Jiang Qiran suddenly raised his eyes.

"Do you know any professional mobile phone repairer?"

Jiang Qilan's eyes are bloodshot, and his eyes are straight at Jiang Miaomiao. Jiang Miaomiao almost shivers.

She always feels that

Jiang Qilan's present state is not quite right, it is simply paranoid to a terrible degree.

Needless to say, the reason why Jiang Qilan smashed the whole room like this and tried to repair the broken cell phone with all his heart and soul could only be that person.

Ye, Lin and Lang.

Ah, in the past, brother Qi ran of her family was perfect like a dummy. Now After having the person that likes, actually lets him feel like this.

……

Jiang Miaomiao's heart was tight, and her thin lips of scarlet color moved for a while, and finally hesitated to persuade her.

"Pray Look at this cell phone. It has fallen into such a state. You can't use it after repairing it. "

"What's more, if the old ones don't go and the new ones don't come, life always has to look forward."

Jiang Miaomiao seems to be a pun. Jiang Qiran hears this, and his eyes suddenly flash a trace of gloom.

At last he stood up, though his clothes were still stained with scraps of paper, which described him as embarrassed, but the sinister and paranoid light in his eyes diminished a little.

"I have some very important academic materials stored in it and have not been backed up. If they are lost, it will be very troublesome, so I have to find out."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Miaomiao looks at the young man in front of him in disbelief. He always thinks that Jiang Qilan is for ye Linlang.

Besides the things related to ye Linlang, what else can Jiang Qilan care so much about?

However, Jiang Qilan's thin lips slightly lifted, and he took a look at Jiang Miaomiao.

"Why, is there anything to question about this?"

Jiang Miaomiao shrugged.

"Well, I hope you can figure out what makes you so eager to fix it."

"I happen to know a good mobile phone repairman. I'll call him here now."

Jiang Qilan nodded.

"Well, tell him that price is not a problem, and time is not a problem, as long as it can be fixed."

……

Jiang Miaomiao, seeing Jiang Qilan's aggressive appearance, increasingly distrusts what important academic materials he is for.

After all, Jiang Qiran's brain is so smart that he has never been bothered by academic problems.

Jiang Miaomiao's big black and white eyes rolled around, and immediately began to beat around the bush.

"Qi ran, what kind of academic data is it? It's not a competition question, is it? Isn't that kind of thing turned over and over? And it won't hurt you at all. "

Jiang Qilan has now returned to his senses. He reaches out and dusts all kinds of white paper scraps on his sleeve. He looks pale.

"Thank you for coming home today. It's better for you to come home."

“……”

Do you want to drive yourself away by using the perfect person like this?!

Jiang Miaomiao looks black question mark, and she curls her mouth.

"Qi ran, you are too much of a bridge. Who says I don't understand, I know a lot."

Jiang Qilan returns to Jiang Miaomiao coolly with a white eye.

"You should try to be admitted to a second grade college first. I'm really worried that if you are such a poor student, Gu Yichen will suddenly find that the sister of Zhaohua university is both excellent and beautiful."

Yes, Gu Yichen has passed the escort of Zhaohua University. If there is no accident, he will soon go to the capital of Kyushu to study.

“……”

Jiang Miaomiao successfully choked to death when he heard Jiang Qilan's words.

Sobbing, is there such a bully?

Even if she is a learning dregs, but she is kind and lovely, everyone loves her, flowers bloom, cars see car, such a cute girl is hard to meet for thousands of years, how could she be dumped!

Jiang Miaomiao looks up at Jiang Qiran's noble and cold face, and quietly decides to run away.

Well, the example of being dumped seems to be very painful.

She'd better not bury herself in this kind of pit.

……

"Then I'll go home. Would you like to find an hourly worker to help you clean up the house?"

Jiang Miaomiao glances at the mess in the room and gives suggestions sincerely.

JIANG Qilan looks meaningless.

"It doesn't matter. I'll make it myself. You go back."

Hum, I don't want to keep myself.Jiang Miaomiao silently Tucao the river and make complaints about it, then he rolls around with his fingers in his hands.

People have a lot of adults, absolutely not with the lovelorn people!

……

After Jiang Miaomiao left, Jiang Qilan began to pick up things bit by bit.

He looked at the house in a daze.

This is where he lived with ye Linlang.

The girl's twinkle and smile seemed to be still fresh in my eyes.

But in the end, what else can be left behind?

Jiang Qilan lowers his head and stares at the broken mobile phone on the coffee table.

There are many memories with ye Linlang in that mobile phone. They are the only one. Her photos, her audio, her communication records with him.

Jiang Qiran starts to panic from the moment of breaking. Why is there no backup in the computer?

Sometimes Jiang Qilan doesn't understand. What's the use of leaving these memories? Just like a drowning traveler in the sea, he grabs a piece of floating wood in vain.

If Jiang Miaomiao knew that all the so-called "academic materials" in Jiang Qilan's mouth were used to fool her, he would probably run back and beat Jiang Qilan.

……

About two hours later, the contents of the room have been basically cleaned up, but there are still some cracks in the furnishings, such as marks after being deliberately damaged.

And the mobile phone repairman has come, is an old master, nearly 50 years old.

With his toolbox, he glanced at Jiang Qilan's scattered mobile phone parts, and immediately frowned.

"Er The mobile phone fell too badly, and was it run over with something? I feel it's very difficult to repair it as before. I can't guarantee that the phone will still work... "

When the mobile phone repair master was in trouble, Jiang Qilan lifted his eyelids lightly.

"I'm not asking you to fix the phone as it was, just retrieve a few photos, especially the one I used as a screen saver."

When the mechanic saw Jiang Qilan saying this, he had to nod.

"I'll try."

"Trouble."

Jiang Qiran nodded slightly. Seeing that the mechanic took out the tools and started repairing, Jiang Qilan sat on one side, staring at the mobile phone.

The master felt a little uneasy, and finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked questions.

"Little brother, this cell phone is broken into this way, is someone intentionally fell?"