The Queen of Gossip

At this moment, Huang's cell phone rang suddenly, it was the number of the work in the group.

He stood up, walked towards a large open space behind the maple tree, and stood two or three hundred meters away from her.

Huang's expression was a little serious, as if something urgent had happened at work.

Su Wanqing's heart was pounding, it was a good opportunity.

While he turned his back to talk about things, she stooped and quietly walked a few steps away to a place with more tourists.

There is a couple, the girl is taking pictures of the boy.

"Miss, can you take a group photo for us?" The girl looked at her brightly with her cute Japanese ball hair.

"Yeah - yes." Su Wanqing took the camera from the girl and took a photo for the couple.

"Thank you so much." The girl smiled satisfied after seeing the group photo.

"You're welcome." Su Wanqing also smiled, with a hint of request in her expression, "I forgot to bring my mobile phone, miss, can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?"

"Yes." The girl was very straightforward, took out the mobile phone with the pink pendant, and handed it to Su Wanqing.

"Thank you." Su Wanqing was very excited, and the palm of the hand holding the phone was slightly wet with sweat.

How long has it been since she touched the communication tools of modern technology-this touch made her feel indescribably moved.

The first call was to Luo Xichen.

I feel a little nervous, I must connect, I must connect, please——Xichen, I believe you are still alive.

After a long silence, a female voice came:

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty."

Su Wanqing's heart trembled, her face turned pale, and deep sadness flashed across her eyes.

No, no, how could it be an empty number?

There must be a signal failure, there must be...

"Miss, are you alright?" the girl with the cute ball head asked.

"Wait a minute, just wait a little longer, I dialed the wrong number." Su Wanqing showed a look of begging.

"Well, that's fine." The girl was very easy to talk to.

Since Xichen can't get through, let's call Mom.

Thinking of this, Su Wanqing quickly dialed Su Jiuge's mobile phone number, and it took a while to get through.

On the other end of the phone, came a gentle and quiet female voice so familiar that it broke her heart: "Hello, who is it? It's a number I've never seen before."

"It's me..." Su Wanqing's voice trembled, "Mom, it's me, Wanqing!"

"Wanqing? You... you called me?" Su Jiuge's voice was full of suspicion.

"Mom, I miss you so much, I'm in Japan now..."

"Japan?" Su Jiuge's voice raised several pitches, "What Japan, didn't you go to Italy with Xichen's mother?"

"Italy? What Italy?" This time it was Su Wanqing's turn not to understand, and said in surprise, "Mom, what are you talking about, why can't I understand..."

"No! You're not Wanqing! Wanqing obviously lost her memory, she doesn't remember me at all!" Su Jiuge's voice suddenly became cold, "Who are you, and why do you imitate Wanqing's voice so much? , what is your purpose?"

"Mom, it's me, it's really me—" Su Wanqing became a little anxious, unable to restrain her emotions, "Where's Xichen? Is Xichen still alive? Where did he go? Why can't the phone..."