There is only a little connection between him and her, this game is...

Whenever I miss her, I will habitually click into the game, take a look at her avatar, and then tell myself that he and her are not connected with each other, so that my heart will be more or less better.

Her sleep in the past six months was quite stable. Apart from a while ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and gave him a "thank you". At other times, she would return to him the next morning.

Therefore, Lu Bancheng really did not expect that the warmth of the night would actually play online, but also sent him a message.

He quickly opened, smog across the smoke, and saw a few words: "My stomach hurts..."

It was sent two minutes ago. Lu Bancheng had almost no hesitation for a moment, and he returned a message: "Is it taking medicine?"

After waiting for a minute, I didn't wait to reply. Lu and the city sent out again: "Is there a doctor?"

Still did not reply.

Only two minutes... The game is still online, indicating that her mobile phone page is stuck in the game... Since the stomach hurts, it will definitely not fall so fast.

The more I thought about it, the more I didn’t feel relieved. I finally looked around for two laps. I found a few coins from my pocket and walked to the public telephone booth not far away, and gave a call to Xu Weng.

The bell rang for a long time and no one answered.

What will happen?

Lu Bancheng continued to dial a phone call. When the fifth sound was heard, the phone was directly pressed and the bell rang for a long time. No one answered.

At the beginning, when he suggested that she buy a house with zero degree, she knew her address. Lu Lucheng reported the address to the answering staff of 120, and then found the car key and rushed to the front of her car.

Since I was a child born and raised in Beijing, I have been familiar with all the buildings in the center of the city. He didn't use navigation. He quickly rushed to the warmth downstairs.

Parked the car, took the elevator, went upstairs, stood in front of the warm door, he pressed the doorbell several times in a row, no one opened.

Lu Bancheng roughly glanced at the structure of the floor. I thought that the balcony could be jumped over, so I turned around and wanted to warm the doorbell of the next door.

After about a minute, a middle-aged woman opened the door.

Lu Bancheng simply expressed his intentions to the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman saw him as a man. He thought that there was a girl living next to him. He was a little hesitant. When she was afraid that the girl next to her really had something, she struggled. After a while, he finally told Lu Bancheng that after he had passed, he would call the police if he did not open the door for five minutes.

Lu Bancheng promised that even after saying two thank you, he took off his shoes and entered the house, turning from the balcony to the warm balcony.

The warm floor-to-ceiling windows were locked, and Lu and the half couldn’t get in. Through the glass, he clearly saw the warmth and softness on the floor, and did not move.

He glanced at the warm green plants on the balcony. He didn't hesitate, and picked it up and squatted on the window.

Along with the cracking sound of the glass, the middle-aged woman heard a nervous voice: "Young man, what are you doing?"

Lu Bancheng ignored it and stepped straight into the house. He gave the warmth a mess of two clothes and a mobile phone and a wallet. Then he bent over and hugged her from the ground, and strode out of the house.