Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 124 I miss him very much

But Lu Jingyan said that he arrived in Haicheng at six o'clock.

What about others?

Why is there no sign of him?
Song Xiaolin habitually put his hand in his pocket, but he didn't touch the phone as usual.

She clearly remembered that she carried her mobile phone with her.

Because there are too many memories that cannot be let go, the chat records with Lu Jingyan who traveled through the four seasons year after year, the sneak shot of his side face sleeping in the car, the appearance of him squatting down and playing with the golden retriever, and the time when he came here in the snow. Scene... Scene after scene, wherever she looked, there were all the most precious and unforgettable memories. At that time, she thought, even if she died, she would be buried with it.

But now, Miss can't wait any longer, and there is no extra time to look for the phone. At this moment, she just wants to know where he is.

Thinking about it is going crazy.

"Miss Boss, have you brought your mobile phone? I can't find my own mobile phone. I want to make a call."

When the proprietress heard this, she quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and handed it to her: "Yes, yes, I see that you seem to be in a hurry, go and call the person you miss."

"Thank you."

After Song Xiaolin thanked him sincerely, he hurriedly dialed the phone number he had already known by heart.

But there was no familiar voice as expected.

It was a cold mechanical female voice.

Shut down.

How could his cell phone be turned off?

She redialed it again, and it was still off.

No no……

She did not press the wrong number.

Butler Chen...

By the way, ask Butler Chen.

This year, Steward Chen did not go back to his hometown, but went to Europe with Lu Jingyan.

He must know where Lu Jingyan is.

She was about to press Steward Chen's phone number, but her fingertips stopped suddenly.

My mind suddenly went blank and my thoughts were confused.

Can't remember.

She couldn't remember Chen Butler's mobile phone number for a while.

"What's Uncle Chen's phone number... why can't I remember..."

For a moment, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Song Xiaolin could no longer suppress the vain sadness, she collapsed completely, tears welled up in her eyes, dripped down, and slid down her cheeks, her eyes were red from crying, like an abandoned child lost in the cold wilderness, poor And helpless.

The proprietress of the inn was overwhelmed by her sudden crying: "Little girl, you...why are you crying? Don't cry, there will be blessings if you survive a catastrophe."

She could have endured the sadness alone, but once someone comforted her, the emotion was like a flood that opened and closed, and she couldn't help crying.

Later, her crying caught the nurse's attention.

The nurse who understood the cause and effect comforted her: "Little sister, don't cry. Your mobile phone is in the storage cabinet. I haven't lost it. I'll get it for you."

She nodded tearfully, "Thank you."

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For three days and two nights, the phone had already died.

After charging the battery, the impatient Song Xiaolin immediately dialed Chen Butler's phone number.

A few seconds later, the phone was finally picked up, and Steward Chen's dusty voice came: "Little Purlin, what's the matter?"

She was so moved when she heard the familiar voice, her voice was very hoarse after crying: "Uncle Chen, where is Lu Jingyan? Why is his cell phone turned off? He said he would arrive in Haicheng at six o'clock, but... I can't find him .”

At the other end, Steward Chen was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "Two days ago, Eldest Young Master came to Haicheng, but he just arrived at the airport, and returned to Europe because of important matters."

"What? Lu Jingyan has returned to Europe again?" She couldn't believe the so-called truth she heard, and suddenly raised her voice, "Impossible, Lu Jingyan has clearly turned down all the schedules, and he never misses the things he promised me. Never break his word. Where is he? You put him on the phone."

"Little purlin..."

Butler Chen hesitated to speak, and finally sighed heavily, mixed with the wind and sand that swept across the sky, he looked ethereal and desolate, "The young master really returned to Europe, he is not in Haicheng, he called you that day, You didn't answer. The eldest young master is very busy recently, so don't call him yet, wait until he wakes up...and when he finishes his work, he will definitely call you back. By the way, Xiaolin, you are in Haicheng... okay?"

"I... I'm fine."

Like a ruined flower in a storm, its original color has faded, leaving only withered black and white.

"Then I don't worry, if it's all right, I'll hang up first."

"and many more--"

Song Xiaolin blurted out a few words and so on, but he didn't know how to speak. After a long time, he said slowly like a stream flowing, "Uncle Chen, you saw Lu Jingyan, please tell him, I miss him very much, miss him very much, very much." think."

"Okay, I will help you convey this miss to the young master."

"Thank you... Uncle Chen."

The sudden choking made the tip of her nose sore, and tears dripped down without warning.

She hung up the phone in a hurry, lest Steward Chen would notice something strange.

After calming down a little, she clicked on the communication record.

As Steward Chen said, on the day when the fire broke out, from 35:[-] to [-] in the afternoon, Lu Jingyan did call.

A total of six rounds were played.

But she didn't hear the ringtone.

She probably lost consciousness by then.

Song Xiaolin leaned against the edge of the bed and slowly sat down on the ground, like a broken doll.

No life.

And lost his soul, extremely embarrassed.

No matter how cold the floor was, she didn't feel it at all, because her heart had already been frozen for thousands of miles, colder than the glaciers in the North Pole, and she was dying bit by bit.

she thought,
From the moment she died, all she could think about was Lu Jingyan.

How much did she miss him and love him so much that at the last moment of consciousness, he was the only one in her mind, and she could no longer tolerate everything in the world.

She is not afraid of death,

Because for her, what was more terrifying than death was never seeing him again.

But what about him?
He missed his appointment, he broke his promise.

She almost died, but he didn't know anything.

This made Song Xiaolin feel that she was not that important in his heart.

He is her only one, and she is just one of his many.

Like the distance between the sun and a grain of rice.

There is only one sun, but there are countless grains of rice.

Her existence is dispensable to him.

This huge and strong sense of drop made her, who was already weak, unable to bear the heart-like pain at all, her face suddenly became extremely pale, and she slowly fell to the ground, her consciousness blurred again, and her thoughts drifted away again.

In a trance, she saw the setting sun outside the villa, and saw 11-year-old Lu Jingyan, with a bright smile and a chocolate candy lying in his immature hand.

"Eat a piece of candy, and the medicine will not be bitter."

"Eat a candy, this wound will not hurt."

"..."

Every scene is redemption.

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The day before he was discharged from the hospital, an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time was welcomed in the ward.

(End of this chapter)