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Chapter Twelve Long-lost heartbeat

Jiang Xiyan woke up from her dream. Only Jiang Ziyue's small figure was busy in the living room. Looking at the sky outside the window, it seemed that a heavy rain was coming. When she thought of rain, she thought of the thunder she was most afraid of.

I couldn't help but start praying that it wouldn't rain at night.

Jiang Ziyue turned around and saw Jiang Xiyan waking up. She put down the bread in her hand and ran to her side: "Mommy, where is Daddy? Didn't he say he was waiting for me at home? Why can't I see him?"

Jiang Xiyan looked around. Except for the lights in her bedroom, living room and dining room, the lights in other rooms were not turned off. She stroked little Yueyue's hair. It seemed that her daughter was indeed too clingy to Wen Weichen.

: "Maybe he still has work, but our little princess hasn't eaten yet? Come, mommy will make you something to eat."

Jiang Ziyue followed Jiang Xiyan, and the two mothers and daughters started working on the stove. It was too late, so Jiang Xiyan could only make a simple fruit salad and two portions of tomato soup, and stored them in the refrigerator.

The pizza inside was heated in the microwave, and a simple dinner was prepared and placed on the dining table.

After finishing the dinner while chatting and laughing, Jiang Xiyan looked at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven o'clock. Wen Weichen left without saying hello to her. This was the first time. She began to worry in her heart.

Something happened, or there was something he didn't want to know.

After coaxing Jiang Ziyue into the bedroom to sleep, he turned on his cell phone and fiddled with it. He wondered whether calling him at this time would affect his work or rest.

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder outside that was like a bomb and was about to split the whole building apart. Jiang Xiyan folded her hands on her shoulders in fear and almost dropped her phone to the ground. At this time, Jiang Ziyue in the bedroom was also woken up and started crying in fear: "Mom

Mi, Daddy, Mommy, where are you..."

Jiang Xiyan jumped out of the sofa and ran into the bedroom without even wearing her shoes. Jiang Ziyue sat on the bedside, her face stained with tears and her eyes a little red and swollen. When she saw Jiang Xiyan come in, she stood up from the quilt and asked Jiang Xiyan

Yan threw herself into her arms: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Jiang Xiyan stepped forward and hugged Jiang Ziyue. The two hid under the quilt, giving each other courage and hugging their daughter tightly. Jiang Xiyan started to call Wen Weichen. She knew that at any time, Wen Weichen was thundering.

They will come to her as soon as possible.

The gentle female voice on the phone reminded Wen Weichen that the phone was turned off.

Jiang Xiyan dialed several times but did not hear Wen Weichen's voice. In the end, she could only give up and hugged Jiang Ziyue. The great maternal love made her resist this terrible voice: "Good boy, Sarsh is the bravest. Thunder is not scary.

Yes, Mommy will sleep with you in her arms."

Jiang Ziyue and Jiang Xiyan have the same shortcoming, which is thunder. She has been afraid of thunder since she was a child, so as long as it is thundering weather, Wen Weichen will guard them by their side. But today, Wen Weichen forgot about this

thing.

Listening to the sound of rain outside and the thunder in the distance getting closer, Jiang Xiyan's heart was beating nervously. With trembling hands, she took the mobile phone on the table again and dialed Zheng Ruoxian's number. There was no sound for a long time.

The person answers the question and repeats it, but still gets the same answer.

Looking at the names on her phone with disappointment, she could no longer find anyone who could spend the night with her.

Suddenly, all the lights in the house went out. The thunder and lightning outside were as ferocious as demons, flickering on and off, loud or deep. Jiang Xiyan's hands began to tremble, and Jiang Ziyue also began to open his eyes and look at the prints on the wall.

shadow on.

The phone suddenly rang at this time, and Jiang Xiyan pressed the answer button as if she had found a life-saving straw. The trembling sound almost made her speechless: "Wei Chen... come here quickly... hurry up...

"

Nangong Ling listened to the heartbreaking sound. In his memory, he seemed to know that Jiang Xiyan was afraid of thunder, and just wanted to make a phone call to hear her voice, but he did not expect that it would be like this.

, couldn't help but start to worry: "Turn off your phone, I'll be there right away. You can't listen to calls during thunderstorms."

Jiang Xiyan was stunned, but at this time, no matter who it was, as long as she could calm down, she would listen to anything. The person on the other side hung up the phone, and she also picked up the phone number. When it thundered, she knew it was impossible.

She called, but she really had no choice. When she heard Nangong Ling's voice, she calmed down. She believed that he would definitely come over.

Nangong Ling drove in the rain toward the suburbs. When Jiang Xiyan appeared at the fashion show, he had all the information about her. He also knew her whereabouts. There was an indifference on his face.

The car was driving very fast with the windshield wipers flicking back and forth.

The rain came with great force. Within a short while, deep water accumulated on the road. Especially when passing under the overpass, half of the car doors were already submerged. Some drivers who were not familiar with driving in the rain could no longer start their cars.

, can only wait for rescue at the same place.

Nangong Ling drove the car quickly and steadily. The thunder in the distance began to make him anxious. When he entered the suburbs, the road was muddy and the car slowed down.

The stranded cars on the roadside also affected the speed of the car. Nangong Ling took a look at the surrounding situation, turned the steering wheel quickly and passed the car in front and drove to the sidewalk. At this time, it was raining again at midnight, and there was no one on the sidewalk.

Parking the car downstairs in the community, he picked up the umbrella from the car and ran towards Jiang Xiyan's floor. Because the elevator was on a higher floor, he could only run on the stairs. If he didn't have strong physical strength,

He must have fallen down from exhaustion by now.

Jiang Xiyan heard the knock on the door and didn't have time to think about it. She picked up Jiang Ziyue and rushed out of the bedroom. By accident, her toe got caught on the table leg. The pain was stronger than a needle prick. She endured the pain and thought

Without thinking, he opened the door.

The two looked at each other, both so embarrassed. Nangong Ling stepped forward to take Jiang Ziyue, supported Jiang Xiyan with one hand and walked into the living room to comfort the frightened mother and daughter: "Sit on the sofa for a while, I'll watch.

Check the circuit." The words were concise, but there was an extra layer of concern.

I found the gate box, checked it with the weak light of my mobile phone, fiddled with it gently, the lights in the room came on, closed the door of the small box, and returned to Jiang Xiyan's side.

The thunder outside the window was still loud, and the two little people were trembling. Nangong Ling's heart ached, and he sat between them, holding both of them in his arms, giving them a sense of security: "Don't be afraid.

, I’m here.”

Jiang Xiyan listened to Nangong Ling's heartbeat, and this long-lost heartbeat came back. Without words, in the arms of this man, she was no longer afraid of the thunder outside.

Little Yueyue had also closed her eyes in Nangong Ling's arms. She was tired after playing for a day.


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