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The floating light swept across his superior jawline, his face was cold, he was feeding the cat with a cat strip in his finger, and dialing the phone with the other hand.

Busy tone several times.

"We're on a mission! What's wrong!"

The voice on the other side of the phone was shouting at the top of his lungs, mixed with the howling of the wind.

Song Yanqing cut off the phone and continued feeding the cat.

There were not many people outside at night, and the kitten was trembling while eating cat strips.

After staying outside for more than two hours, the other party called.

Song Yanqing answered the call and got straight to the point.

"You can't come back."

"Ah?" The sky in a foreign country was very clear, showing the mystery of black gems. Just after completing the mission, Cheng Jiaoxiao lay exhausted on the rocks in the virgin forest, biting a leaf in his mouth, and said in a tired tone, "You missed me?" Already?"

"Bye."

"I'm so exhausted that I won't coax you." Cheng Jiaoxiao crossed her legs and looked at the sky, her eyelids twitching from sleepiness. "We were just attacked by gangsters and the animals we protected were injured. I rescued them."

"Ah."

"Let me take a look. I will go back when I have time."

"Ah."

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"If you take the initiative to call me, can you stop being so precious with your words?"

Song Yanqing: "Just stay alive."

Veterinary medicine is Cheng Jiaoxiao's major. After graduation, he traveled around the world.

"Are you in Yuncheng?" Cheng Jiaoxiao yawned.

"Don't come back if you can." Song Yanqing said in a nonchalant manner.

"What the hell? You called me and told me not to go back?" Cheng Jiaoxiao asked, "Are you worried about something? Song Yanqing."

"No." Song Yanqing was the most annoying person in his life to be nosy.

"Tch." Cheng Jiaoxiao held the leaves in his mouth. The same sky was as mysterious as Haolan. "Don't worry, I will come back alive to see you."

Song Yanqing walked home, "Okay, go to sleep, don't die of sleepiness first."

Cheng Jiaoxiao chuckled softly.

"Then hang up."       "Tell the truth."

"I miss you very much."

The phone hung up and silence fell again.

Song Yanqing looked at the calendar on his phone while walking back, and then set an alarm for seven in the morning.

in wechat.

The group chat message keeps flashing.

Xing Jianshu was amusing himself, and Cheng Xuran replied with a few words.

There were only three of them in this group.

Twenty-two forty in the evening.

Song Yanqing glanced and slid out. The message he had sent with Cheng Xuran had been suppressed by other messages.

Song Yanqing finished replying to WeChat, tapping the keyboard with her fingertips, slightly stiff from the cold, and her wrists under the cuffs were thin.

There was still late night frost on both sides of the road. He walked quickly, stayed quiet for a few seconds, and raised his hand to put a ceiling on Cheng Xuran.

The chat box jumped to the top.

——Cheng Xuran.

Notes are straightforward.

Really.

There is never such a thing.

Whoever you see responds.

This is the second time.

the same person.

The first time was in high school.

At first, for Cheng Jiaoxiao's sake, he told her to come to him if she had anything to do, but she was too embarrassed to speak and was so introverted. This was the first time I met him.

Later, when I saw something happened, I helped him out, and I got to know each other later. Cheng Jiaoxiao was one year older than them, and Cheng Jiaoxiao graduated when they were in their senior year of high school.

It was a mid-term exam. The girl had a stomachache after finishing the exam, and sent a WeChat message to ask if the stomach medicine was at his place, because last week Song Yanqing had a classmate in his class who was sick, and he had borrowed the medicine from Cheng Xuran and forgot to return it.

It was quite late when Song Yanqing saw WeChat, before the last evening class, and he had not noticed her message before.