"Some speculators have already signed a contract to cooperate," Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows. "Even if we fail, we have obtained some prey, and our urgent needs can be solved."
"That's great. You just need to do a few more CASEs."
Ximen Longting was silent...
Stupid woman, do you think CASE is so easy to do?
"However, I know you must be very tired," Jing Jiaren held his hand, "You have lost weight recently."
Ximen Longting leaned over and kissed her forehead: "You have a conscience."
Everything he paid was not in vain.
The distance between City P and City B is quite long.
Night falls.
Jing Jiaren had a severe cold, her nose was always blocked, and she breathed through her mouth.
Moreover, I started to have a slight cough.
Jing Jiaren slept for a while and woke up for a while, not feeling very at ease.
Every dream she had was about Ximen Longting breaking up with her over and over again, causing her to wake up.
She thinks about it day by day and dreams about it at night, probably because her current situation makes her very uneasy.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that the helicopter had landed. She was sleeping alone in the back seat covered with Ximen Longting's coat, and she woke up with a fright.
"Ximen Longting? Ximen Longting!"
This was not a dream, she knew it.
Ximen Longting stood under the street lamp, smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone.
Hearing movement behind him, he turned around and saw Jing Jiaren looking for him, her eyes falling on him, her panicked expression calming down.
She ran towards him quickly and hugged him.
Ximen Longting ended the call and stared at her: "Why are you awake?"
"You scared me to death, I thought you were gone!"
"Come down and make a phone call, I'm afraid I'll wake you up." Ximen Longting waved his hand and threw the cigarette far away.
"Where's the pilot?"
"I'm going to buy you medicine. You're coughing even in your dreams." Ximen Longting asked the helicopter to land and replenish some supplies, especially medicine.
Jing Jiaren hugged him and rubbed his chest reassuringly.
"And you haven't had dinner yet, aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry." Jing Jiaren coughed, "Didn't you say you don't smoke?"
"Refresh yourself." Ximen Longting pressed her shoulder, "You are still running around because you have a cold. Go back and stay on the plane!"
Not long after, the two pilots came back, carrying large and small bags of medicine, lunch boxes, water... and a big blanket.
Ximen Longting tested Jing Jiaren's forehead, most afraid that she would have a fever. Fortunately, this woman was very up to date.
Watching Ximen Longting pour hot water into a cup and mix medicine for her, she lowered her eyelashes and whispered: "I'm sorry, I've held you back."
"..."
"I hold you back every time."
"The hind legs of happiness."
Ximen Longting raised his eyes and stared at her, with a faint smile on his face. They were fleeing now, but they didn't feel any sense of fate at all.
Some - just the kindness of mutual support.
"Mobile phone, I want to call Wen Xinnuan." Jing Jiaren smiled gently and said, "Ask her to pick us up."
Ximen Longting started to feed her medicine, while she bit the cup and pressed the number keys with her fingers.
I couldn't get through even after dialing several times...
"She turned off her phone?" Jing Jiaren frowned, opened her mouth and took the spoonful of rice from Ximen Longting.
"Look what time it is now." Ximen Longting glanced at her mockingly and found that the rice grains were very hard and his face was not pretty——
There's no way to be picky about the current situation.
Time, around 4 o'clock in the morning...
"It's so late? Where did you buy the lunch box?"
"It doesn't matter." He mixed the rice with the soup and gave it another mouthful. "What matters is whether it tastes good or not."