I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 357 I Miss My Mom
"Doctor Song?" Uncle Xiang called out curiously when he saw the man standing by the door motionless.

"The temperature difference between day and night in Lingcheng is huge. It's dark at night, and the temperature is still a bit cold. Since there's nothing going on outside, you'd better go inside and warm up."

Song Yan looked away from the screen, looked at Uncle Xiang's gentle face and nodded slightly, "Okay, thank you."

Advance and retreat politely, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Uncle Xiang closed the red-painted iron door again, walked up to Song Yan and bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "Then I'll go back to the house to take care of Mr.

"it is good."

After the person left, Song Yan picked up the phone and tapped lightly on the screen with his fingertips.

SY: Are you home yet?
No one replied.

Song Yan stood in the quiet small courtyard, his brows gradually tightened.

It's not like the style of a little girl, who sent a message and then disappeared?

She has a cheerful and sunny personality, stubborn and unyielding, even if she encounters any setbacks, she will try her best to overcome them.

Logically speaking, after she sent a message and saw that she didn't reply, she must have continued to bombard her indiscriminately until she replied.

But tonight, not only did she just send a message, but when he replied to the message, there was no one left?

A wave of uneasiness welled up in Song Yan's heart.

He stood in the yard, staring at the time on the phone screen.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour
The dialog box is still empty, and no new messages come in.

Song Yan thought for a while, raised his hand and pressed the voice call button in the dialogue box.
Su Shao left Chengjiayuan and walked towards her mother's residence with her head lowered.

The two villas are very close, almost one in front of the other.

The road was not far away, but Su Shao walked very slowly, she could hardly see the road in front of her eyes, it was full of light spots and shadows, hazy.

On the way, some neighbors who came out for a walk after dinner saw the little girl staggering, and thought she was drunk and drunk.

After getting closer, I realized that the little girl hadn't been drinking, but she was too sad and crying badly.

Approaching the house, Su Shao didn't turn on the light.

Just now at the gate of Chengjiayuan, she sent a message to Song Yan. Not long after, she also heard the message reminder, but she didn't read it.

She didn't know what kind of state she should use to face Song Yan. In her heart, she didn't want him to see this embarrassed and fragile appearance.

Lying on the soft sofa, Su Shao stared blankly at the ceiling above his head.

In the ears, it seems that the few operas that I often practiced and sang when I was a child are echoing.

Suddenly, the cell phone in her pocket vibrated continuously, pulling her out of her deep sadness.

He took out his mobile phone to see that it was a voice call from Song Yan.

Why did he call himself?
After hesitating for a long time, Su Shao finally connected.

"Hello." Her voice was a little hoarse, and she was crying.

Song Yan had just seen Su Shao answer the phone, and his uneasy heart had just eased for a while, but the voice on the phone made his throat tighten again in the next second.

"Girl?" he asked.

This girl's shout was too timely, and she came when Su Shao was on the verge of collapse.

Very sweet, very gentle.

With strength that people can rely on.

"Brother." Su Shao couldn't help it, her eye sockets were full of tears, her voice choked with sobs, "I miss my mother, I miss my mother."

Song Yan was worried when he heard it, and hung up the phone in a hurry, and then made a video call again.

He wants to see her.

He is worried!
The video call was quickly answered, it was pitch black, and Song Yan couldn't see anything.

All he could hear was voices, haunting the empty room, haunted by mournful, oppressive voices.

This scene seems familiar
(End of this chapter)