Chapter 903: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (166)

The suitcase was opened.

A couple of clean, flat white chest wraps were placed in the middle compartment of the suitcase.

All the answers came out completely, and there was no possibility of even a little concealment.

Li Nanheng looked at those things indifferently, bent down, picked up the cloth strips, looked at them briefly, then put them back calmly, closed the suitcase again, and pushed it back under the bed.

Then keep squatting on the side of the bed like this, turn your eyes slowly, look in the direction of the bathroom, get up and walk over, push open the door of the bathroom, and see a few toiletries in there, there is still a faint fragrance inside, only It was unique to Feng Ling.

Turning to look at the table next to him, the man opened the drawer with one hand, and he saw a pack of sanitary napkins that only women would use. They were white and soft, lying in it, as if they had been hidden for many years. The great truth is just like that.

So, it was indeed a woman.

next door.

After Feng Ling turned on the computer, she quickly sorted out the files. At the same time, she turned her head and looked back. She didn't close the door, thinking that Li Nanheng would come over together, but it's been a few minutes and he hasn't come. He won't be waiting in her room all the time. ?

There was a bang, and a thunderous thunder streaked across the sky, piercing the sky, and a flash of light appeared and then disappeared.

Feng Ling's face was illuminated by the computer screen with a slightly bright color, his brows and eyes were calm and soft, he looked at the files on the screen, and carefully sorted them out.

But these documents look old, and she seems to have seen these documents last time in her impression, why should she be asked to sort out these old documents all of a sudden? Could it be that there are new instructions in the base?

Just after Feng Ling sorted out those documents, she suddenly felt a thorn in her back. Her jumping fingers on the keyboard stopped, and she turned her head to look at the man who had already stood in front of the door.

After the man entered the door, his first eyes fell on her, and he walked directly behind her.

His eyes looked at her.

Feng Ling had never seen him look like this before.

And there seemed to be obvious emotional changes, but when she was about to see something, it seemed to be covered by something.

"Is there something wrong with these documents?" Feng Ling asked subconsciously.

Li Nanheng's eyes were cold and deep, and there was something in his heart that was thriving endlessly, some vibrations from the depths of his soul, but made him surprisingly calm. He took out a silver lighter from his trouser pocket, and said lightly: "No problem, tidy up yours, don't ask too much."

Feng Ling glanced at him again, but the man had already turned around and pushed open the window to the balcony of his room.

Li Nanheng turned his back to Feng Ling who was busy in front of the computer inside, clasped the phone with one hand, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, listening to the occasional sound of keyboard and mouse behind him, the man's noble face turned sideways, His eyes looked indifferently at the empty and dark base.

For some reason, Feng Ling saw a certain sense of oppression from his back.

The man was smoking, and she raised her eyes to look at him. After a pause of about ten seconds, the man turned his back to her, blew smoke rings into the night sky, and said coldly, "Don't be dazed, continue."

Feng Ling quickly withdrew his gaze and stared at the screen, but his hand movements on the keyboard were a little slow. He didn't know what happened, and it was hard to guess, but what the two people from the third team discovered today should be related to him. It doesn't matter, and Aunt Jieli is so tight-lipped, so there will definitely be no rumors. The boss usually doesn't like to see those people from the third team, so there should be no chance to meet them so late just now.

But out of uneasiness, Feng Ling would occasionally look up at the man's back.

But I saw that he was just standing there smoking a cigarette, he didn't want to say anything to her, and he didn't intend to force her or target her.

"Feng Ling." The man's deep voice mixed into the heavy rain that was gradually falling outside the window accompanied by the wind and thunder, with a different kind of charming texture: "during the few days when I had a high fever on the snow mountain, did something really happen?" Never happened?"

Feng Ling's eyes returned to the computer screen, and while saving the file and marking it with the date, he said flatly, "No."

It seemed to be the expected answer.

There are many lies.

Li Nanheng was still maintaining his sanity, if not, he would have pulled out the dagger from his trousers and shoes and cut her clothes open.

"I suddenly remembered that the computer was full of old files from a while ago, and the new files will not be sent to the mailbox until tomorrow morning." The man said with serious eyes: "Put it there, there is no need to sort it out."

"Suddenly remembered?" Feng Ling stopped the movement at hand, and looked coldly at the man on the balcony: "Boss, you are really forgetful."

Li Nanheng heard the words, turned his eyes, and said slowly: "What else have I forgotten? You remind me, or remind me a few times, and I can remember what I should remember."

"No." Feng Ling said with a stern face: "The boss is probably too busy at ordinary times. It is normal to remember the wrong time for such trivial matters of organizing files. After all, you are the boss, even if you ask me to take out the files from a year ago After rearranging, it is impossible for me to have the slightest complaint."

Speaking of this, she said again: "So I can go back now, right?"

Li Nanheng extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and said in a very weak voice, "Go back."

It's that simple?

It seemed that nothing should have happened.

Feng Lingmin felt a little nervous and instantly relaxed, but she was suddenly asked to come over to sort out old documents in the middle of the night. Is it really just because she forgot?

Feng Ling felt that he really didn't pay enough attention to Boss Li's thoughts. He didn't deliberately speculate on his thoughts, and now he couldn't understand.

"It's raining outside, remember to close the doors and windows." Li Nanheng looked at the rain outside the balcony, the corner of his mouth was slightly cold: "Winter is coming soon, don't wear too little."

Feng Ling turned to look at him when he heard the back, but all he could see was the man's back, but the words sounded nicer to some extent, so she responded lightly and left directly.

It's just that after returning to her room, she looked at the things under the bed and everything around her, and there was nothing that should have changed.

...

It was raining heavily, and this should be the last rain before winter this year. The wind was biting and cold, but compared with the cold wind on Rogers Pass, it was nothing to mention.

Li Nanheng stood on the balcony like this. After finishing one cigarette, he took out another one, but he didn't light it. He put it in his mouth for a while and then put it down. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the lights were on next door, and the rain was pouring down the balcony. Come down and land on the window in the balcony next door.