Jiang Miaomiao stared at Jiang Qiran in amazement.
Those cold and upturned phoenix eyes were now filled with hostility, and there was a sense of despair that sent chills down one's spine.
"Qiran, what's wrong with you? No... isn't it just a cell phone?"
Jiang Miaomiao swallowed and stared at the shattered phone in Jiang Qiran's hand, feeling very confused.
…
Jiang Qiran suddenly raised his eyes.
"Do you know any professional mobile phone repairmen?"
Jiang Qiran's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at Jiang Miaomiao, making Jiang Miaomiao almost shiver.
She always feels...
Jiang Qiran's current state is not right. He is paranoid to a terrifying degree.
Needless to say, the only reason that could make Jiang Qiran smash the entire room into such a mess and yet be so focused on repairing the broken phone could only be that person.
Ye, Lin, Lang.
Alas, her brother Qi Ran used to be perfect like a fake person, but now... after finding someone he likes, he feels so uncomfortable.
…
Jiang Miaomiao's heart tightened, her thin crimson lips moved for a moment, and finally she hesitated and tried to persuade him.
"Qiran... Look at this phone. It's broken into pieces. Even if you fix it, you can't use it anymore."
"Besides, if the old doesn't go away, the new won't come. Life should always look forward."
Jiang Miaomiao's words seemed to be a double entendre, and when Jiang Qiran heard it, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed across his eyes.
He finally stood up. Although there were still paper scraps on his clothes and he looked disheveled, the sinister and paranoid light in his eyes had faded a little.
"I have some very important academic materials stored in it, and I have never backed them up. It would be very troublesome if they were lost, so I have to find them out."
"is that so?"
Jiang Miaomiao looked at the young man in front of her doubtfully, always feeling that Jiang Qiran did it for Ye Linlang.
Apart from things related to Ye Linlang, what else could make Jiang Qiran care so much
Jiang Qiran raised his thin lips slightly and glanced at Jiang Miaomiao with some displeasure.
"Why, is there anything to doubt about this?"
Jiang Miaomiao shrugged.
"Well, I hope you can figure out what it is that makes you so eager to fix it."
"It just so happens that I know a good cell phone repairman. I'll ask him to come over now."
Jiang Qiran nodded.
"Okay, tell him that price is not a problem, and time is not a problem either, as long as it can be repaired."
…
Seeing Jiang Qiran making such a fuss, Jiang Miaomiao became less and less convinced that he was after any important academic information.
After all, Jiang Qiran is so smart and I have never seen him worry about academic problems.
Jiang Miaomiao's big black and white eyes rolled around and she immediately started to make indirect comments.
"Qiran, what kind of academic material is this? It can't be a competition question, right? Aren't there a lot of those things? And it can't be difficult for you at all."
Jiang Qiran had regained his senses at this moment. He reached out and brushed off the various white paper scraps on his sleeves, his expression calm and composed.
"These are all relatively unpopular materials. You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Well, thank you for today. You can go home now."
"… "
Is there anyone who wants to drive you away after taking advantage of you? !
Jiang Miaomiao had a black question mark on her face and she curled her lips.
"Qiran, you are too much of a traitor. Who said I don't understand? I know a lot."
Jiang Qiran gave Jiang Miaomiao a cold look in response.
"You should try to get into a second-tier university first. I'm really worried that since you're such a poor student, Gu Yichen might suddenly find that the girls at Zhaohua University are both excellent and beautiful."
That’s right, Gu Yichen has been admitted to Zhaohua University. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon go to the capital of Jiuzhou to study.
"… "
Jiang Miaomiao was successfully choked to death when she heard Jiang Qiran's words.
Wow, is it possible to bully people like this
Even though she is a poor student, she is kind and cute, loved by everyone, flowers bloom when she sees them, and cars get on board when she sees them. Such a cute girl is hard to come by in a thousand years, how could she be dumped!
Jiang Miaomiao looked up at Jiang Qiran's noble and cold face, and silently decided to escape.
Well, this example of being dumped seems quite tragic.
She'd better not set herself up in this kind of pit.
…
"Then I'm going home. Do you want to find a part-time worker to help you clean up the house?"
Jiang Miaomiao glanced around the mess in the room and gave some sincere advice.
Jiang Qiran looked indifferent.
"It's okay, I can do it myself, you can go back."
Humph, you didn't even bother to try to keep me.
Jiang Miaomiao silently complained about Jiang Qiran in her heart, then she just walked away dejectedly, counting on her fingers.
I'm a very magnanimous person and I will never hold a grudge against someone who has just suffered a broken heart!
…
After Jiang Miaomiao left, Jiang Qiran began to pack up his things bit by bit.
He looked at the mess in the room with a dazed look on his face.
This is where he lived with Ye Linlang.
The girl's every frown and smile seemed to be still vivid in my mind.
But in the end, what will be left
Jiang Qiran lowered his head and stared at the almost broken cell phone on the coffee table.
There are many unique memories of Ye Linlang in that phone, including her photos, her audios, and her communication records with him.
Jiang Qiran started to panic the moment the computer broke. Why wasn’t there a backup copy on the computer
Sometimes Jiang Qiran didn’t understand what was the point of keeping these memories. He was just like a traveler drowning in the ocean, clinging in vain to a piece of driftwood and refusing to let go.
If Jiang Miaomiao knew that the so-called "academic materials" Jiang Qiran mentioned were all lies to fool her, she would probably be so angry that she would run back and beat Jiang Qiran up.
…
About two hours later, the things in the room had been basically cleaned up, but some cracks could still be vaguely seen on the furnishings, as if they had been deliberately destroyed.
The cell phone repairman has arrived. He is an old hand, almost fifty years old.
He brought a toolbox and glanced at Jiang Qiran's broken cell phone parts, and immediately frowned.
"Uh... This phone fell so hard, and was it crushed by something? It seems very difficult to repair it. I can't guarantee that the phone can still be used..."
Just when the mobile phone repairman was in trouble, Jiang Qiran raised his eyelids indifferently.
"I'm not asking you to fix this phone, just to get back a few photos, especially the one I used as my screen saver."
When the mechanic heard Jiang Qiran say this, he had no choice but to nod.
"Then I'll give it a try."
"It's troublesome."
Jiang Qiran nodded slightly. Seeing the mechanic took out the tools and started to repair it, Jiang Qiran sat aside and stared at his phone.
The master suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.
"Brother, this phone is broken into pieces, did someone drop it on purpose?"
(End of this chapter)