Liangchen nodded and took the phone with trembling fingers.
"Her cell phone ran out of battery after I called you." The woman saw Liangchen pressing the cell phone and added softly.
Liangchen held the phone between his fingers and glanced at it twice, then put it in the palm of his hand, raised his head, looked at the man and woman, and said, "Thank you."
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This afternoon in Shenliangnian, I was in a very good mood.
After meeting Jing Haohao, when I went upstairs for a meeting, the corners of my lips couldn't help but rise.
He and Jing had made a good appointment on the first night, but they had put it off again and again. Until now, it was a dream come true.
At five o'clock, Shen Liangnian asked his secretary to reserve a seat at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel. He also called the largest flower market in Jiangshan City and ordered a large bouquet of red roses.
At half past five, the people from the flower market delivered the flowers on time. The delicate red roses were hung with water drops and sprinkled with gold and silver, which looked luxurious and romantic.
Satisfied, Shen Liangnian put the bouquet of flowers on the back of his car and let the roof of the car fall down. When he drove through the street, it attracted countless people's glances and left waves of surprises. The fragrance of roses.
Shen Liangnian was in a good mood and called Jing Haohao while driving.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."
Shen Liangnian called twice and got the same reply. In the end, he simply took off the earphones and went directly to Jing Hao's home.
Shen Liangnian had the key to Jing Haohao's house, but in order to surprise Jing Haohao, he first rang the doorbell, then picked up the amazingly large bouquet of roses and covered his face.
The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one came to open the door.
Shen Liangnian frowned, put down the flowers in his hand, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door to Jinghao Hao's room.
Shen Liangnian pushed the door open and walked in. The furnishings inside were the same as before. The windows were open, and the evening breeze blew in, blowing the floor-to-ceiling gauze curtains and slowly fluttering.
The house is filled with the unique fragrance of Jing Haohao, which is light and very sweet.
The door to the bedroom was not closed. Shen Liangnian pushed it open and shouted: "Okay". When he found that there was no one inside, he frowned, thinking that Jinghaohao's people were still outside and hadn't come back, so he simply sat down at Jinghaohao's house. On the sofa, I waited patiently.
Time ticked by slowly, until the night outside the window gradually fell, Jing Haohao still did not go home, and Shen Liangnian became a little restless. He knew that Jing Haohao's phone calls could not be reached, but he still stubbornly called continuously. many.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the dewdrops on the roses he specially ordered had dried up, and the flowers were not as beautiful as before. Just like his heart, the original excitement and excitement were also being worn away bit by bit at this time. clean.
Although he had made an agreement with Jing Haohao to make her his woman when she was twenty years old, when she became an adult, he would inevitably mention to her that he would stay at her house at night or let her be when she became a little upset. Her requests to go home with him were all rejected by her with a blushing face.
Sometimes, if he mentioned it too many times, she would get angry with a straight face.
