My Headphones Can Connect to the Future

Chapter 642: : Memories of Nighthawk

Holding the information in his hand, Nighthawk looked at the two familiar faces on the pages of the information in a daze.

Although Nijo didn't react much, his eyes were fixed on Nighthawk's expression. He knew that after seeing these two people, Nighthawk would definitely bring back a bad memory.

Sure enough, Nighthawk's expression became a little sad.

Memories pulled Nighthawk's thoughts back into the past, about 4 years ago.

One of the consciousness that people in the nighthawk industry should have is that they cannot fall in love, so Nighthawk has not been in love for so many years, because he is afraid that he will drag down the people he likes.

Nighthawk will go to various occasions to play, ambiguous with all kinds of women, but never really fall in love with anyone.

One reason is because of his profession, and the other is that Nighthawk really didn't meet anyone he likes.

In addition, in recent years, the wind has been tight, and Nighthawks have offended more and more people. In order to prevent exposure, these people seldom go out to play.

There is no chance to connect with outsiders, let alone a love life for Nighthawk.

However, the fate came, and it couldn't stop it. Nighthawk thought he wouldn't meet any enthusiastic people, but when he ordered food, he had a spark with the delivery staff who delivered him.

In order to ensure his privacy, hydraulic rarely ordered takeaways, but he was really uncomfortable that day. Others went to perform some tasks, and they had no way to cook at home, so he ordered it when he was hungry to collapse. A takeaway meal.

Unfortunately, it happened that the delivery was delayed for an entire hour and a half on that day, so Nighthawk was a bit dissatisfied.

What made him even more angry was that he called the deliveryman, but the other party didn't answer the call, and directly hung up his call.

Nighthawk made seven or eight calls repeatedly, and the result was that the other party hung up severely. In the end, the other party turned off the phone directly, and Nighthawk could no longer contact the other party.

Nighthawk was angry enough, but his stomach was even hungry, and he didn't bother to care about the deliveryman anymore. In desperation, he had no choice but to go out and buy some food.

As soon as he opened the door, he collided with the delivery staff who rushed to deliver the food.

"You don't have any **** eyes?" Nighthawk was already angered in his heart, and was hit, and now he was even more dissatisfied, and he blurted out a swear word.

"I'm sorry, sir." Nighthawk realized that it was a female takeaway.

Since it was a woman, Nighthawk was embarrassed to blame the other party any more, and the fire was half off, so he had to admit that he was unlucky.

"Forget it, it's okay, you go, I won't give you a bad review." Nighthawk took the food from the takeaway after he said it, and when he took the food, he found that the woman's hand was full of scars. It looks like a newly added wound.

"You didn't fall down just now, did you?" Nighthawk reacted to the reason why he was late for delivery.

"I was going forward normally. A car came behind when I was turning. He felt that I was blocking his way and hit him directly. Then I fell to the ground again..." The woman kept her head down and night. The eagle could not see his face clearly.

"In that case, why did you hang up my call again and again?" Nighthawk became curious.

"Sorry, sir, my phone flew out during the impact. After I was knocked down, my first reaction was to confirm that the takeaway was not damaged and did not notice the phone. When I realized that the phone was missing, he had been stolen. When the woman said that she lost her mobile phone, her voice was trembling, and she could see that the mobile phone was worth more than half a month's salary. Such a loss really made her very heartbroken.

Nighthawk looked at the woman suddenly feeling compassionate. A woman who can deliver food in such hot weather must have been driven to a dead end by life.

"You come in with me." Nighthawk said.

The woman shook her body, took two steps back, and looked at Nighthawk very vigilantly.

It also allows this to see the woman's face clearly, white and pure, completely irrelevant to this kind of hard work...

The woman's face froze Nighthawk for several seconds.

"I have no malice and do not want to hurt you. I just want to disinfect your hands for you. If you don't deal with it as soon as possible, you may get infected, and your knee seems to be broken..." Nighthawk was very careful with The woman explained.

The woman bit her lip. If it weren’t for the same saying that his knee was broken, he hadn’t noticed it before, but now that Nighthawk had finished talking about it, he suddenly realized that his knee had been broken so big. He also felt real pain.

"Sir, thank you for your kindness. Of course I still have a lot of meals to deliver. I have to go first." .

"You have a serious leg injury. Come to me for disinfection." Nighthawk said as she walked over to help the woman. Her strength was relatively strong. The woman did not refuse him because of the pain, so she followed Nighthawk. Back home.

Very simple room, this room was cleaned spotlessly, as if no one lived here.

After the woman entered the house, she looked around, secretly sighing that there are not many men who love cleanliness so much.

"This disinfectant may have some pain when applied." In a blink of an eye, Nighthawk already took the disinfectant and walked to the woman's side.

"Brother, it's okay, I'll do it myself, I'm still in a hurry, thank you." After the woman received the disinfectant from Nighthawk, Nighthawk did not refuse, she watched the woman touch her wound. Wipe the disinfectant on.

However, as soon as the wiping started, the woman's face was pale in pain.

After a few wipes, the woman was shaking all over. She needs a lot of courage to continue to deal with her wounds.

"Either I help you?" Nighthawk squatted on the ground without waiting for the woman to answer, picked up the cotton, and helped the woman handle the wound carefully.

Although it was still very painful, Nighthawk appeared to be much gentler and less painful compared to handling the wound on his own.

"I think your knee is not just a skin trauma, it may hurt a bone. I advise you to have time to go to the hospital." After cleaning the wound on the woman's hand, Nighthawk said to the woman's knee.

The woman gritted her teeth with a very stubborn expression: "Forget about it, big brother, I have time to go to the hospital again, you help me clear the luggage for me, I have to leave quickly, if I have not finished all these versions today , I may have to pay a few hundred yuan more, but I really can’t afford it.”

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