Chapter 73： Lin Hanfan finished (1/2)
Lin Huan didn't seem to hear it and looked at Han Ling silly. www.sto123.cc
At this time, the hotel management staff gathered around and deeply apologized to Han Ling, stating that Han Ling was exempting all bills for this consumption and offered compensation.
Han Ling first thanked the person who rescued him, and then responded to the manager.
But Lin Huan cut off.
"Exemption is not necessary, we will go through the judicial process."
He was really scared, but when the hotel management took a snack, this elevator accident would not happen. Until now, Lin Huan was still floating, and his heart was still hanging in the air.
In their eyes, is Han Ling's security only worth the waiver and that little compensation? What should I do if there is no accident in the future?
The manager is in a hurry to go through the judicial process. For them, not only the loss of money, but also the loss of reputation.
He always apologized humbly. Han Ling was quarreled with a headache and dragged Lin Huan's sleeve and said: "The judicial process is too long, I don't want to trouble."
Lin Huan saw that his face (color) was not good, and he didn't want to drag on any longer, so he had to reach a settlement with the hotel on behalf of Han Ling.
Of course, compensation is indispensable.
After solving the problem, Han Ling suddenly relied on Lin Huan's shoulders and closed his eyes, "a little dizzy."
Lin Huan subconsciously supported him, but hesitated back again.
The assistant was very eye-catching and directly proposed: "Mr. Lin, it is better to take Mr. Han back together."
Lin Huan was shocked, and asked Han Ling softly, "I don't live well here, can I go to my side?"
Han Ling yelled.
The shadow is still in my heart, to continue to live here is to find guilt for myself.
Lin Huan's legs gradually disappeared, he helped Han Ling walk out of the hotel, and the assistant carried Han Ling's suitcase to the trunk.
The fear trapped in the elevator was like a tarsus maggot. Han Ling's muscles (flesh rou) were still trembling slightly. He was supported by Lin Huan and sat in the back seat.
Lin Huan was sitting next to him, a little distance away from him. Seeing his pale lips, he was afraid in his eyes, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
He wanted to comfort people in his arms, but he didn't qualify.
The enclosed car was quiet, and it was so chilling.
Han Ling's most fearful thing now is quietness. He needs someone to accompany him to speak to relieve his anxiety and fear.
"Thank you for coming." He began to thank, his voice hoarse.
Lin Huan lowered his head and mumbled, "No need to thank me."
Han Lingyang smiled a little, "I have always had bad luck."
Lin Huan didn't say anything, did he feel bad luck when he met him?
"Before at the Mante Hotel, some people sent fruit bowls, some people let me draw, I am actually very happy, I feel that I have a day of luck." He did not care about Lin Huan's silence, chattering, trying to use the words (fafa) to vent Negative emotions of myself, "I found that I was a little disappointed after being carefully arranged by others. I felt that luck was only given by others."
"Sorry, I didn't think so much," Lin Huan pursed his lips, "I just wanted to ..."
Just a little bit better for you.
"Lin Huan." Han Ling shouted his name so seriously for the first time.
Lin Huan finally raised his head to meet his eyes.
Han Ling didn't have the sharpness on his face before, and it seemed that the sharpness of his head had suddenly disappeared, and the eyes of the foxes that were slightly picked up were slightly softer.
"In the elevator, when I received your call, I suddenly became less afraid."
Lucky sent is also lucky.
Cars passing by the window, Han Ling's pale face (exposed) smiled, Lin Huan had never seen Han Ling smile like this to himself, and he was speechless for a while.
For Han Ling, the emergence of Lin Huan is undoubtedly a (qiang qiang) mental agent, which allows him to get rid of tuo from extreme fear.
He couldn't be grateful to Lin Huan, and he couldn't make the actions that he had avoided before.
Saying he is selfish or self-interested, he really needs Lin Huan's company now.
In a foreign country, Han Ling only knew this person, and because this person appeared so embarrassedly in front of him, he could not be immovable.
Back at the hotel, Lin Huan took him to his room, and when he spoke, his eyes fell on it. "You take a bath first, take a good rest tonight, and I will open another one."
Taking a bath can relax one's emotions, Han Ling nodded without refusing.
Lin Huan left the room and went to the front desk. He was told that there was no extra room. He thought about it and decided to share a room with his assistant at night.
In the bathroom, Han Ling immersed himself in the water, surrounded by hot water, soft, soothing, and calming.
After the emotions calmed down, Han Ling got dressed and came out.
There was no one in the room, but a note was posted on the table: there is hot water in the kettle, remember to drink.
The writing was strong and straight, and the strokes were steady, which was very different from Lin Huan's performance in front of him.
Han Ling chuckled.
Like not only makes people cry, but also makes people naive.
He poured himself a cup of hot water, and just had two sips, the door opened.
Lin Huan also took a shower in the assistant's room and changed into casual clothes. The freshly washed hair was not styled, and it was loosely placed on the forehead, and it didn't look as public as before.
He glanced at Han Ling and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"
Han Ling was indeed a little hungry, "I can do it."
"Ok."
Lin Huan went out again and brought back a variety of foods after a while, all of which were home-cooked meals.
Han Ling's eyes were slightly rounded, "Where did you get so much from?"
The rounded fox's eyes were cute, and Lin Huan couldn't help laughing, "There are Chinese restaurants nearby."
Han Ling was helpless, "We can't finish eating so much."
Lin Huan (Mo) (Mo) nose seems a little embarrassed, "I don't know what you like to eat, just take a serving."
Han Ling had nothing to say, picked up the tableware and saw Lin Huan standing still, and asked, "Don't you eat?"
"Eat." Lin Huan immediately sat opposite him and buried his head to eat.
Think about knowing each other for so long, the two have n’t even eaten together once.
Lin Huan's throat was awkward, and he kept bowing his head not to let Han Ling discover, but he couldn't help using Yu Guang to observe which dish Han Ling ate more.
The two finished their meals in silence, and Lin Huan took the initiative to clean up.
He was obviously not very skilled. He almost splashed vegetable oil on his body. Han Ling sighed and cleaned up with him.
Lin Huan was not stupid. He was familiar with Han Ling. Compared with his own miserable feeling, he felt a little bit deeper and secretly told himself to learn more.
The atmosphere of silence was disturbing. He summoned the courage and asked, "What are you doing in the United States?"
Han Ling sorted out the garbage and answered: "Come to the meeting."
"Book a better hotel next time." Lin Huan realized that his tone might be a little heavy, and he quickly changed his mouth. "I didn't want to (gan) involve you in your choice. I can't blame you for this accident. I just want you to live." Be comfortable, nothing else, you can just ignore it ... "
"it is good."
Seeing the light in the man's eyes momentarily silent, Han Ling said with a smile: "I will order a little more next time."
Lin Huan's eyes lighted up again, and there was a smile on his lips, "Trash it for me, I will take it out."
Although the hotel has a cleaning service, it came only the next day. He took it out now, which is better than staying overnight.
Han Ling suddenly said: "Did you throw the garbage at my door?"
Lin Huan was put in place in one sentence.
He nodded softly. "I didn't know what I could do for you at the time. If you forgot to throw it, just ... don't mind."
"I don't mind. You saved me something. I should thank you for it."
Han Ling smiled at him, "but I forgot again later."
Lin Huan was slightly stunned. He was not quite sure about the deep meaning of Han Ling's sentence. Perhaps, Han Ling just spoke casually, and had no other meaning.
He couldn't guarantee it.