The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1111

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

When he reached the door, Han Yuan suddenly stopped him and asked tentatively, "A Lin, we agreed to go abroad together tomorrow, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

Huo Lin paused, "Apart from going abroad with you, do I have any other options?"

"No." Han Yuan was very satisfied with Huo Lin's answer, "A Lin, you will know in the future that going abroad with me is the most correct choice you have made in your life."

Huo Lin didn't reply and left directly.

As soon as Huo Lin left, the doctor came up and began to examine Han Yuan's body and treat the wound.

Next room.

Huo Lin was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. He looked at the current time. After so much trouble, it was only 08:30 in the evening.

He took out a mobile phone and stroked it repeatedly in the palm of his hand, as if making a decision.

If someone who has been with him for a long time sees this mobile phone, he will know that he has only used this mobile phone to contact one person.

And, a year, only contact once or twice.

However, no one knows that the battery of this mobile phone is always fully charged.

When he is safe, this mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day.

No one knows that this phone is full of a person's information.

As small as this person's photos from childhood to adulthood, various ID photos, graduation photos of elementary school, junior high school, high school, university, and some life photos.

Some of these life photos were obtained from others, while some were secretly taken by him.

Large and small, accumulated over ten years, there are more than 6000 pieces in total.

The person in the photo is not particularly good-looking, but he is attractive. When he smiles, his eyes are crooked, like a crescent moon, very friendly and appealing.

But when she was alone, she was often in a daze, wondering what she was thinking.

Maybe, I was thinking about what to eat that day; maybe, I was thinking about my studies; or maybe, I was thinking about my sweetheart.

The more you scroll back, the bigger she gets. In the photos, she spends more and more time in the library and facing the computer.

In the album, there are very few photos of her outside activities.

Turning to the latest photos, there are two photos of him and her.

In this group photo, he and she are sitting opposite each other, sitting and eating in the dining room, she looks at him with a smile on her face, her eyes are full of innocence and innocence, and occasionally her lowered eyes hide her love for him. gratitude and adoration.

Only, there is no love.

Turning back, it is the photo of her being taken to Chao'an.

The last one was a photo of her showing up at the airport when she was sent back to Chao'an a while ago.

Huo Lin stared at the last photo, dazed.

After a long time, he sat up from the bed and opened the information about her, which was updated not long ago.

When he saw the address where she lived now, his eyes flickered slightly, he got up, picked up his coat, and walked out.

When passing by Han Yuan's room, the doctor had just cleaned up Han Yuan's wound and came out of it.

When he saw Huo Lin, he asked, "Fourth Master, do you need me to take a look?"

"No need." Huo Lin said, "I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me."

The doctor looked at him from the beginning to the end, and seeing that he was indeed alive and well, he didn't say anything, and left with the medicine kit.

As soon as the doctor left, Huo Lin was about to follow.

In the room, Huo Lin's voice came out.