Feng Jing lost contact.
Jiang Ran never received a reply to the messages sent to him. Although she reminded herself time and time that he might be just busy, but after waiting for half an hour, she endured to the limit.
She boarded her Weibo and went to Feng Jing's homepage to look around. The most recent update was the day when he first arrived in Japan. In the comments, many fans asked him about his safety, but they didn't hear from him. Everyone was very anxious.
After another half an hour, a Weibo from Meng Xingchuan directly ignited fans' emotions.
Meng Xingchuan V: Lao Feng's mobile phone has been unable to get through, his assistant can't get through, and his agent can't get through either [cover face] His family's phone calls are coming to me, what can I do, I'm desperate too. [Much face] Lao Feng, come back soon, I can't bear it by myself [Much face]
As soon as Meng Xingchuan’s assistant saw that her second fool had posted this kind of Weibo, he felt that he was going to finish it, but the second fool’s agent was Feng Jing’s agent. The two of them lost contact in Japan together, and now there is almost no one who can manage it. he! With such a delay, Meng Xingchuan's Weibo exploded.
"Mengmeng, we still have no news about Hindrella QAQ"
"Can fans in Japan organize to find it!"
"Hot comments, stop making trouble, okay! Now that the Japanese typhoon, what are you going to look for! Don't mess with the fans, just stay at home, I believe we will have nothing to do with Feng!"
"A friend who can speak Japanese just called to the police station to ask, saying that there is no news about Feng Jing. No news is good news!"
"Pray for blessing and pray for blessing [prayer]"
Looking at the comments made by fans, Jiang Ran became more and more anxious. Even Feng Jing's family had no news of him. Something must have happened.
"Feng Jing Japan lost contact" quickly ranked first in the hot search in just half an hour. After the top management of Tianqin Entertainment found out, first people withdrew the hot search, and then called Meng Xingchuan, who was "for fear that the world will not be chaotic." The office gave a training session.
"Now the situation is not clear, what kind of Weibo are you posting? Isn't it messy enough?" Because Qin Fan went to Japan with Feng Jing, at this time Tianqin's highest BOSS directly met Meng Xingchuan.
"..." Meng Xingchuan was aggrieved, "I am also worried about Feng Jing!"
"Just worry in your heart, don't send Weibo to tell everyone!"
Meng Xingchuan: "..."
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu! Qin Fan is calling!"
Everyone in the office cheered. Mr. Wu took the phone from the secretary and quickly asked, "What happened to you? How is the situation now?"
Qin Fan’s voice came over intermittently with the noise of the radio wave: "We are trapped in the tram. The network and signal here are not good. I finally got through the phone..."
Mr. Wu listened to a general idea, and then asked: "How are you doing now?"
"There is nothing wrong at the moment, I just don't know when the tram will start running again..." Qin Fan said that it was gone again, but when he heard that they had no accident, Mr. Wu was relieved.
Seeing him hang up, Meng Xingchuan hurriedly asked, "How's it going? Lao Feng, are they all right?"
"It's okay. I'm trapped in the tram. I may not be able to get out for the time being." Mr. Wu put down the phone and said to the secretary, "Let the public relations party immediately post on Weibo saying that Feng Jing is okay. If you continue to make trouble, go to Weibo. There will be a memorial service for him."
"Understood, I'll do it right away."
After the secretary went out, Mr. Wu glanced at Meng Xingchuan again: "You tell Feng Jing's family to let them not worry."
"Good, good, I'll go right away."
"After reporting safety, write me a review of 800 words."
Meng Xingchuan: "..."
The seniors of this company dreamed of being a head teacher when they were young, right? Let people write reviews at every turn!
After Tianqin Guanbo sent a clarification message, it was quickly turned wildly by netizens, and Jiang Ran saw it for the first time. The heart that she had been hanging on finally slowly fell. Only then did she realize that her back had long been wet with cold sweat, and even her clothes were soaked. Going to take a shower, change into clean clothes, and sit on the sofa with a mobile phone and browse Weibo, for fear of missing news about Feng Jing.
Er Huang jumped onto the sofa, put his head on her lap, and yawned.
After being out of service for six hours, the tram finally restarted. As soon as Feng Jing got out of the station, he received countless messages. He first called his family and then saw a dozen messages sent to him by Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran: There is a typhoon in Japan, are you okay?
Jiang Ran: Mr. Feng, are you there
Jiang Ran: Are you okay
Jiang Ran: Mr. Feng, Weibo has exploded. Come out and reply to the message soon.
Jiang Ran: Feng Jing, don't scare me...
Feng Jing read the dozens of messages one by one, and wished to call Jiang Ran now, but Qin Fan and Michele were in the same car with him, and it was inconvenient for him to talk to her. After returning to the hotel, everyone went back to their room, and Feng Jing dialed Jiang Ran's phone directly via WeChat.
Jiang Ran was taken aback by a WeChat call that suddenly appeared. After seeing the caller clearly, she quickly answered: "Mr. Feng, is that you?"
"it's me."
At the moment when he heard Feng Jing's voice, Jiang Ran's heart softened, and her nose turned a little sour. She stabilized her emotions and said to the human on the other end of the phone: "I saw Weibo saying that you were trapped in the tram."
"Yes." Feng Jing took off his wet coat and rubbed his wet hair. "I was going to take a set of photos in the tram today. I didn't expect to encounter a typhoon and the tram was out of service. We can't go down either, we can only wait."
"So how is it now? Has it come out?"
"Well, just arrived at the hotel. The signal has been bad before, so I call you now, sorry."
"It's okay." Jiang Ran said, squeezing the corners of her dry mouth slightly before continuing, "It's okay if you are fine."
Feng Jing's heart hurt suddenly, and he didn't dare to think about what Jiang Ran was in when he sent him more than a dozen messages. If you were to be yourself, you would be crazy.
"I'm okay, it makes you worry."
Jiang Ran tightened her fingers on the phone slightly. She took a deep breath again and asked Feng Jing on the other end of the phone: "Can you tell me your address? I want to send you something."
Feng Jing was a little strange about what she wanted to send to herself, but she told her her address honestly: "My home is in Nanting Huadu Phase II, Building 306."
Nanting Huadu? Jiang Ran silently wrote down in his heart. She has heard of this property, and it is one of the most famous and high-end mansions in City A. But unlike Kensney Manor, it has no overwhelming advertisements and has always been quietly high-profile. It is said that all the houses in Nanting Huadu are sold internally. Although they are expensive, they never worry about selling them.
This temperament really matched Feng Jing.
"What are you sending me? It's not Fleur's Christmas limit, right? I said that it's for you."
Jiang Ran smiled and said, "No, you will know when you receive it."
Feng Jing thought for a while and didn't ask any more: "Well, we may return to China early. I will contact you when I arrive."
"OK."
As soon as Feng Jing hung up, Michelle ran over and knocked on his door. Seeing that he was still wearing wet clothes, Michelle was two big heads and said, "Feng President, why haven't you changed your clothes to take a bath? If you catch a cold, Qin Dong should blame me for not taking care of you!"
"I know, I just called my friend and reported that I am safe, so go now." Feng Jing said and took off his T-shirt. Michelle watched his chest and abdominal muscles suddenly exposed to the air. , Turned off uncomfortably.
"Oh." He coughed awkwardly, and found a topic to divert his attention, "Meng Xingchuan said on Weibo that you are out of touch, and fans are going crazy. You have been doing hot searches recently. Rhythm."
Feng Jing pulled the corner of his mouth. He and Meng Xingchuan were classmates in college. He couldn't know the character of each other more clearly: "The second fool, Lao Meng, is probably already trained. After Qin Fan knows about it, he will definitely need to train again. once."
Michelle: "..."
Suddenly I felt a little sympathetic to him.
"I will come out and post on Weibo after I take a shower." Feng Jing took his nightgown and went to the bedroom.
During his shower, Michelle tried to make him a Coke ginger soup, and gave Qin Fan a bowl. As soon as Feng Jing came out, he smelled a familiar smell, and raised his eyebrows at Michelle: "You are pretty good, where did you get the ginger?"
"I borrowed it from the kitchen. I also prepared cold medicine and anti-fever medicine. If you feel unwell, take one. By the way, there is also a thermometer. Would you like to take your temperature first?"
"... I am in good health, please measure yourself first."
"I have taken a cold medicine, it should be no problem! I put everything here, and use it when you need it."
"Okay." Feng Jing walked to the mirror, holding a hair dryer in one hand to blow his hair, and holding a mobile phone in the other to brush Weibo. Michelle was afraid of his inconvenience, and hurriedly walked over to help him blow his hair.
Feng Jing sat on the small sofa by herself, changed a comfortable posture, and browsed today's news.
"Yes, Meng Xingchuan deserves it this time. If Qin Fan calls later, Weibo will hold a memorial service for me."
Michelle: "..."
Feng Jing edited the message as he spoke. After checking that there were no typos, he sent it out.
Feng JingV: Sorry for worrying everyone. My accompanying staff and I have now arrived at the hotel safely. Everyone is safe and assured. Unexpectedly, I encountered so many things when I went out to take a photo shoot [covering my face] This typhoon was really big, and friends in Japan should pay more attention to safety and try not to go out if there is nothing wrong with it. Thanks again everyone.
"Ah, Mr. Feng is fine! Thanks!"
"Today I was really scared to death. QAQ asks for closure to comfort QAQ"
"There should be a selfie here! How do we know if you are really good without a selfie!"
"I am also in Japan, and I keep receiving typhoon warnings, and I tremble at home."
"I knew that our Cinderella would be the qwq of good luck and good luck after all we can magic qwq"
Jiang Ran, who had been paying attention to Feng Jing's Weibo, quickly saw the news. She gave Feng Jing a thumbs up, and then went downstairs to post what she had given Feng Jing.
After the typhoon passed, Qin Fan booked the fastest flight back home. When Feng Jing left the airport, he was escorted back to his residence by the car waiting outside. The sunny weather in the country also made his mood clearer, and the flowers and plants in the community looked more vivid and lovely than usual.
Michelle drove the car to the villa, and Feng Jing got out of the car. In front of every small western-style building here, there is a box dedicated to receiving letters and express delivery, and a dedicated person is responsible for delivery every day. Feng Jing was thinking about what Jiang Ran had said, and couldn't wait to get on the bus to check at the door.
There was indeed something new sent, but it was just a letter. Feng Jing didn't expect Jiang Ran to write to him, and with some doubts and curiosity, he took the letter and entered the house.
As soon as he reached the bedroom, he opened the envelope and took out the neatly folded letter paper.
To Mr. Feng Jing:
When I wrote this name, I was a little surprised. Before this, I never thought that one day I would write to a big star. It's also a very interesting experience. ^_^
I am writing this letter mainly to share my recent feelings with Mr. Feng. It may be a bit verbose, but I hope you can read it patiently.
Recently, I always think of Mr. Feng inexplicably. Maybe I was translating a certain difficult vocabulary of Mr. Kitano’s teacher, and Mr. Feng’s face appeared suddenly; or when I was discussing which hot pot to eat in the evening with my friends, I suddenly thought of Mr. Feng; even if it was I have harvested the vegetables I planted again, and I would also think that if you share some of these vegetables with Mr. Feng, they will be delicious.
Such things always happen frequently.
I have never been in a relationship before, and I don’t know what it feels like to be in a relationship, but I am not a dull person.
That’s how I feel when I like someone.
When I heard that Mr. Feng lost contact in Japan, I was really worried. At that time, I thought, if I never see Mr. Feng again, what should I do
I will cry.
Before Mr. Feng had been wearing masks, we had never eaten together, yes, we hadn't even eaten together. In a few days, the vegetables I grow can be harvested again. This time there are radishes, lentils, green peppers and broccoli. When you come back, they will be ready to eat. Well, I don’t know if there is anything you like to eat.
I wonder if Mr. Feng would like to come to my house for dinner? Waiting for your reply. ^_^
Jiang Ran
October 27