Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

And the physical weakness is more and more obvious, as if there is something in the body constantly passing.

"Did I get a call when I was in a coma?" Qing Yao'er asked softly.

Alan shook his head. "I didn't pay much attention." With that, Ellen got up and handed her Qing Yao'er's bag.

Qing Yao'er thanks and takes out her mobile phone, only to find that it has already been turned off. She can't help frowning. Seeing this, Allen hands over her mobile phone. "If you want to contact your husband, use my mobile phone first. I'll find a charger for you."

"Thank you." Qing Yao'er didn't worry too much. She took her mobile phone and dialed Wan Yi Shao.

"Dudu..." His voice is slow and long, but there is no one on the opposite side to answer the phone. Qing Yaoer's anxiety at the beginning gradually calms down.

"Hello, the number you dialed can't be connected for the time being. Please try again later..."

Qing Yao'er frowns, hangs up the phone and sends a text message instead.

Are you busy? 】

a short message sent in the past is like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no movement.

It's just too busy.

Qing Yaoer comforts herself.

Two days did not find that she was not at home, that is only one possibility, that is, Wan Yi Shao did not go home, too busy to go home, this is the first time after their marriage.

Who are you? 】

after a while, Wan Yishao answered the message.

Remembering that this is not her own mobile phone, Qing Yao'er quickly sends a [I am Qing Yao'er, what are you doing now? 】

this time, Shao came back very quickly. 】

[I'm not feeling well. 】A text message sent at the same time, Wan Yi Shao Yu, I don't know what happened there. The text message failed to send, and it was automatically transferred to the document storage box.

For a time, Qing Yao'er was a little stunned. For the first time, she was so cold. When she called, she got a power-off prompt.

Maybe there's no electricity.

"Yao'er, I don't know what model your mobile phone is. I bought a power bank, and you can see if you can use it." Allen quickly came in, holding a pure white power bank with two small ears, looking cute.

For Ellen, Qing Yao'er didn't know what to say. She had been thanking her ever since she woke up. Ellen really helped her a lot.

"Don't say thank you any more. If there are so many thanks among friends, I'll help you to accept them gladly." Allen helped her plug in her cell phone, and the screen suddenly lit up to show that she was charging.

"I'll be embarrassed, too." Qing Yao'er pursed her lips.

Alan waved nonchalantly. "It's nothing. It's a piece of cake. If you're really embarrassed, how about treating me to dinner next time? "

Open because there is no power and turn off the mobile phone, fine Yao son said with a smile: "no problem."

There is no imagined message and missed call, the loss that can't be covered up in Qing Yao'er's eyes, "can I go back now?"

Allen said, "it's OK to go back, but you are very weak now. Are you sure you can take care of yourself?"

"I've been here for so many years. It's just a few days. Shao will come back to accompany me when he's finished. Don't worry. "

"Well, I'll take you back." Ellen picked up Qing Yao'er, told her to go down and go through the discharge procedures, and then took her to the villa.

Standing in front of the door, Qing Yaoer is a little embarrassed because there is no one at home, and her key has been taken away by Zhang Bingting and she hasn't got it back. I'm afraid she's already lost it.