Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 1273 Secret love is not painful at all (34)

The winter in the north was dry and cold, Yan Huan wrapped his padded jacket tightly, and pulled up the high collar of the sweater inside, revealing only a pair of eyes, staring at every car parked at the bus stop.

The No. 62 bus came three times, and there were many people on and off, but there was no familiar figure of her.

His legs were sore after standing for a long time, Yan Huan squatted on the curb next to the bus stop, looking anxiously at the end of the road, whether or not the No. 62 bus would come again.

City F has not rained for many days, the air is dry, and the cold wind is mixed with dust from car exhaust. Even through a turtleneck sweater, the air he breathes is still dry, making his throat sore and his eyes so dry that he wants to cry.

Her legs were sore from squatting and she stood up again. Han Xin said that she would arrive at 05 o'clock at the latest, and it was already 30:[-]. It was dark early in winter, and the sky was dark, and the whole city was shrouded in gloom.

Yan Huan turned on the screen again, it was five fifty.

He said that he didn't work overtime today. It stands to reason that even if there was a traffic jam, he should have arrived by now. Why was he so late?
She sent a text message in the past, but there was no reply.

Could it be... something happened to him?
Once this idea came into being, it became more and more crazy. Yan Huan instantly turned pale with fright, opened Han Xin's number and called.

"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

The second time, the third time, or shut down.

Her heart was beating so hard that she seemed to jump out of her throat, so she ran to the side of the road and hurriedly hailed a taxi.

"Where?"

She was at a loss for words, and she didn't know where to go.

Is Han Xin in the company, at the rented house, or already on the way?
He said that he didn't work overtime today, and he couldn't turn off his mobile phone when he was outside...

With his head in a mess, Yan Huan shook his voice, "Go to Guangbo Community, it's in Long'an District."

He always had to go home, so she went to his house and waited for him.

The driver looked back at her without a word, "Little girl, you have to tell me which road you are on, otherwise it is just a community, and I can't find where it is."

She searched from the map navigation, "Wait a minute, I'll check."

The driver looked at the pale-faced girl in the back seat of the car, and was a little worried that she might be sick, so don't get into an accident in his car for a while.

From F University to the neighborhood where Han Xin lives, and the traffic jam on the road, the driver drove for half an hour to arrive. In the middle, Yan Huan made more than a dozen phone calls, all of which were shut down, shut down, shut down.

She was very anxious, but she didn't know which building Han Xin lived in. She went to the guard and asked, but the guard rushed at her angrily. There are so many people in the community, how could he know which building and which room Han Xin lived in?
The phone was turned off, and he couldn't be reached, and he didn't know which building or room he lived in.

Yan Huan stood and waited at the gate, it was pitch black, one of the streetlights at the entrance of the community was broken, and the only one was dimly lit, she stood by the streetlight, her eyes and throat were sore, her eyes were blank.

Endless anxious waiting, every second is torture, people coming and going, vehicles coming in and out, they look indifferent and strange, she feels that she is out of place with this city, like a bag of discarded garbage.

The city was quiet at night, the dim lights of the street lamps intertwined with the cold wind, she hugged her arms coldly, and slowly squatted beside the gate of the community, at a loss, with nowhere to go.

The inexplicable grievance in her heart became clearer and clearer. Tears accumulated in her eyes and rolled down. She bit her lip and shed tears silently.

(End of this chapter)