Country f, late at night.

Shang Jincheng is still in the office, with cold food and a cup of coffee at hand.

He hasn't left the company for two weeks, and the project here has been carried out faster than expected, with almost no problem.

There are also employees who work overtime outside the office. The boss doesn't rest, and there are many people who work overtime.

Shang Jincheng looks at the overtime list.

There are several names, exactly the same as when he was in the company.

Shang Jincheng black eyes Sen Leng, put the paper into the shredder, and then issued tonight's temporary task.

Since it's a free labor force, do more useful things.

Then he points the mouse, the screen changes color, cold light projected on his face, even more his look cold and sharp.

On the screen is a full English web map, the most obvious one is a red track line, and there are many dense notes and numbers.

This is the trajectory of Cen Luo's mobile phone.

The mobile phone is not moving now, and the chip will not break even if it is soaked in water, so there is only one possibility.

The cell phone sank to the bottom.

Shang Jincheng's black eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the direction and speed of the track.

The speed of the mobile phone after falling into the water is very abnormal.

The first half hour is relatively slow. It is reasonable to say that people can't swim faster and faster in the sea, and their strength is being consumed.

However, the speed of mobile phones soared in the next one and a half hours, and even reached the speed of 90 per hour, which is not the speed that people can swim at.

Then there was a sudden stop.

All kinds of signs show that Cen Luo has been taken away, and his secret line has been looking for someone in this direction.

Shang Jincheng clenched his fist hard, and his whole body was cold. He tried his best to control his emotions and could not be impulsive.

He has to worry about everything and everyone. He can't make any mistakes.

More than ten minutes later, he closed the website, cleaned up the traces of use, and began to read the e-mails sent by the employees, criticizing and rejecting them one by one.

Soon, there were several wails from outside.

"When can the president rest? Is he a robot? He works all the time

"This is the sixth edition I've changed. Help me!"

"It's just a work maniac. It doesn't affect my feelings at all..."

Shang Jincheng took a cup of coffee and his eyebrows were tight. Recently, he didn't sleep much. Those trance memories always flashed in his head.

Every frame is familiar with Cen Luo, but he has not seen it.

Shang Jincheng pressed his eyebrows and let out a deep breath. In his mind was Cen Luo's child like smile. He nestled in his arms and asked for a kiss to say that he was afraid of the dark.

But in his memory, cen Luo was hardly coquettish with him, and even less dependent on him.

It was he who forgot Cen Luo and hurt her first.

He was jealous of his former self, but he also understood that he owed Cen Luo a sorry.

He will personally and Cen fall apology, want to see that coquettish sticky Cen fall.

....

At dawn, the seabirds outside the window began to call. The sea view room was sunny all day. The morning light was shining on the bed through the white curtain.

Lying on the bed is a comatose woman with a needle on the back of her hand. She lives by infusion. Her face is a little pale. The golden sun spreads on her face, which makes her look a little warm.

CEN Luo has been in a coma for a long time. He wakes up four times in total. Each time he can only hold on for a few minutes, and he will fall into a coma again.

The door rang softly. It was Qiu Shan.

He took the milk and fried rice, skillfully set the table apart and began to eat alone.

"Good morning, don't you wake up? It's going to snow today. The snowy sea is very beautiful. "

He chewed fried rice with a calm and natural tone, like chatting with an old friend.

"But even if you wake up, you can only look through the glass. Your body's immunity is not good."

The temperature in this room is on the high side. Qiu Shan is wearing a plush pajama. Now he feels very hot. After dinner, his face turns red.

He adjusted the speed of the drip. "This bottle is almost finished. There are six more bottles. Tut! The back of the hand is swollen again... "

The voice stopped abruptly.

Qiu Shan surprised to bend down, looking at open eyes of Cen Luo, "wake up? Can you hear me? "

CEN Luo looks very sober, his eyes are blurred and lax.

Qiu Shan said gently: "how long can we last this time? It's going to snow outside. Do you want to have a look? "

CEN Luo brain reaction is very slow, after more than ten seconds to see to Qiu Shan pointed to the window.

The things in front of her eyes were scattered and difficult to focus. She saw the light blue sky and the sea without boundary.

"When it snows, there will be a lot of snowflakes floating on the French windows, as well as on the sea. It looks like we are surrounded by snowflakes." Qiu Shan said with a smile.

CEN Luo's spirit is still not good, but his eyes are still slowly closed.

What a big French window, she thought.Her eyes were getting dark. Before she fainted, she ran into a similar picture in her mind.

Glass house with stars, snow, fireworks and a "Happy Birthday".

"Why didn't I celebrate your birthday before?"

"From today on, think of me instead."

Her consciousness was floating and sinking, and with this male voice, she fell completely into the dark.

Qiu Shan looked at the man who passed out again and sighed helplessly, "if you go on like this, it's estimated that someone will die in a hurry. Won't you kill him in a few days?"

"Maybe I think too much. You see, he doesn't care much about you. Now that he's doing business well, he still has the heart to take care of his gossip partners."

Qiu Shan looked at Cen Luo quite seriously and talked with her, "you can't see people. When the doctor saved you, he always called his name to see what he did to you?"

CEN Luo naturally won't give him any response.

Qiu Shanting sighed regretfully, "if you sleep again, others will forget you, you know? It's the same as refreshing the web page. It's changed by minute. "

"It's starting to snow. It seems that you have no eyes."

He stood in front of the window to see for a long time, and then let the nurse aunt come in to wipe Cen Luo's body.

....

Shang Jincheng was so tired that he had a headache and a fever. With coffee on hand, he continued to separate twigs from the map and ordered the crowd to look for more detailed places.

Revlon frowned and watched. "You're not going to die?"

"Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Shang Jincheng coughed a few times, and his headache kept him frowning.

Revlon took the contract to the table and said, "I came in with the contract. Everyone outside saw it."

He added: "since Cen Luo may still be OK, you cherish life, don't let her come back, you can't do it."

Shang Jincheng has no time to talk to him.

Revlon threw the medicine on the table. "Take it quickly. It's often prescribed by the doctor. I'm afraid it's not a headache after a long delay."

Shang Jincheng didn't refuse. He put the medicine down with the coffee at hand, and his eyes didn't leave the screen.

Revlon, it's a miracle that this man is so big that he didn't die.

He asked helplessly: "do you have a direction? Where do you think people are most likely to go?"