He Mengjie was always a little absent-minded, and even said hello to her new classmates was not so enthusiastic.
Her mind was still thinking about Wenxuan. For some reason, she felt very bad, as if something important was about to happen.
Finally, He Mengjie didn't care whether it was late at night or not, so she called Wenxuan's phone number. The phone still prompted to turn off. Then she called Wang Zihao's phone number again, and the phone rang several times before she heard it.
A lazy voice called "heat".
"I am He Mengjie!" He Mengjie got straight to the topic.
Wang Zihao from Dayang immediately woke up. "Ah... have you changed the phone?" His heart was fluttering, remembering what Wenxuan told him before.
"Yes, I changed my American phone card. You are sleeping, sorry, I'm disturbing you. I just can't contact Wenxuan, I'm a little anxious, so I called you." He Mengjie said hurriedly.
.
Wang Zihao's heart skipped a beat, and he came to ask, and he came to ask...
"Ah...what's wrong? Why can't you contact Wenxuan?" Wang Zihao tried his best to pretend to be ignorant, but he felt that his tone was a bit fake.
He Mengjie was stunned for a moment. Why did he feel that his tone was strange...
But she didn't have the heart to think about his tone now, and she continued, "Can you tell me what's wrong with Wenxuan? His phone rarely turns off."
"Ah—oh—I don't know either!" said Wang Zihao.
"Why don't you know? Haven't you seen him during the day?" He Mengjie asked.
"Oh... that..., he had an emergency case temporarily. He went on a business trip. It might take about fifteen days to go. He just left this morning..." Wang Zihao said as Wen Xuan told him before, in his heart.
But it was so uncomfortable.
Brother Wen cares too much about He Mengjie and too much about He Mengjie, for fear that she will come back from her surgery.
"Ah! Why is the phone off?" He Mengjie was still unsure and couldn't help asking.
"I don't know this. I'm going to work tomorrow. I'll find a way to contact him and then reply to a text message or phone number. What do you think?" Wang Zihao's mind flickered, thinking that he would have to make up tomorrow.
A compelling reason.
"Who took care of Tingyu?" He Mengjie remembered Tingyu again.
Wang Zihao smiled and said, "Oh, I'm taking her with me. It just so happens that my little niece is also at my house, so it's great to let the two of them live together."
He Mengjie felt a little relaxed when she heard Wang Zihao like this, and said softly, "Oh" and then instructed: "You remember to give me a message tomorrow. It's best if you can ask Wenxuan to contact me."
When Wang Zihao hung up the phone, he felt relieved. He lay on the bed again, but he couldn't sleep.
When I went to see Brother Wen this afternoon, he was still very weak and could not speak while lying. I wonder if he could speak tomorrow...
Wang Zihao felt ache in his heart when he remembered Wen Xuan lying alone on the bed, and he felt that he was so pitiful.
I have no relatives anymore and have a child to take care of. I have to be afraid that my girlfriend will worry, so I try my best to hide it from it, and let everyone around me help him hide it from it.
Wang Zihao asked himself that he could not do anything like Wenxuan. If it were him, he might beg He Mengjie to go to the United States later, protect him and take care of him. He Mengjie was always absent-minded, and even said hello to his new classmates.
Not so enthusiastic.
Her mind was still thinking about Wenxuan. For some reason, she felt very bad, as if something important was about to happen.
Finally, He Mengjie didn't care whether it was late at night or not, so she called Wenxuan's phone number. The phone still prompted to turn off. Then she called Wang Zihao's phone number again, and the phone rang several times before she heard it.
A lazy voice called "heat".
"I am He Mengjie!" He Mengjie got straight to the topic.
Wang Zihao from Dayang immediately woke up. "Ah... have you changed the phone?" His heart was fluttering, remembering what Wenxuan told him before.
"Yes, I changed my American phone card. You are sleeping, sorry, I'm disturbing you. I just can't contact Wenxuan, I'm a little anxious, so I called you." He Mengjie said hurriedly.
.
Wang Zihao's heart skipped a beat, and he came to ask, and he came to ask...
"Ah...what's wrong? Why can't you contact Wenxuan?" Wang Zihao tried his best to pretend to be ignorant, but he felt that his tone was a bit fake.
He Mengjie was stunned for a moment. Why did he feel that his tone was strange...
But she didn't have the heart to think about his tone now, and she continued, "Can you tell me what's wrong with Wenxuan? His phone rarely turns off."
"Ah—oh—I don't know either!" said Wang Zihao.
"Why don't you know? Haven't you seen him during the day?" He Mengjie asked.
"Oh... that..., he had an emergency case temporarily. He went on a business trip. It might take about fifteen days to go. He just left this morning..." Wang Zihao said as Wen Xuan told him before, in his heart.
But it was so uncomfortable.
Brother Wen cares too much about He Mengjie and too much about He Mengjie, for fear that she will come back from her surgery.
"Ah! Why is the phone off?" He Mengjie was still unsure and couldn't help asking.
"I don't know this. I'm going to work tomorrow. I'll find a way to contact him and then reply to a text message or phone number. What do you think?" Wang Zihao's mind flickered, thinking that he would have to make up tomorrow.
A compelling reason.
"Who took care of Tingyu?" He Mengjie remembered Tingyu again.
Wang Zihao smiled and said, "Oh, I'm taking her with me. It just so happens that my little niece is also at my house, so it's great to let the two of them live together."
He Mengjie felt a little relaxed when she heard Wang Zihao like this, and said softly, "Oh" and then instructed: "You remember to give me a message tomorrow. It's best if you can ask Wenxuan to contact me."
When Wang Zihao hung up the phone, he felt relieved. He lay on the bed again, but he couldn't sleep.
When I went to see Brother Wen this afternoon, he was still very weak and could not speak while lying. I wonder if he could speak tomorrow...
Wang Zihao felt ache in his heart when he remembered Wen Xuan lying alone on the bed, and he felt that he was so pitiful.
I have no relatives anymore and have a child to take care of. I have to be afraid that my girlfriend will worry, so I try my best to hide it from it, and let everyone around me help him hide it from it.
Wang Zihao asked himself that he could not do anything like Wenxuan. If it were him, he might beg He Mengjie to go to the United States later, protect him and take care of himself.