Telephone. No, just gave me a call this morning to have a chat. "
"But in our building, parents can't cry blindly, right?"
"Then I don't know, maybe it's not a hospital."
"The nearest hospital is the hospital..."
…
"Have you seen the news this morning? The last list of confirmed deaths."
"Well, I saw it. If you want me to say that these days, the most unfortunate thing is to be a soldier. You talk about this kind of life-threatening thing, who is willing to join up, not all people are drawn from the army, oh yes, And in the hospital."
"Yeah, I think those children are pitiful when I look at them today, but, I always think that the number of people on the list is too small? How can I see that there are more than two pages of people who died in the whole country."
"Then how many pages do you want?!"
"No, I think about a few pages, and I think, is it underreported..."
"Tsk, I don't know, hey... Anyway, it's good that the government can control the fog."
…
Ye Zhao frowned, remembering the phone call he made to Xia Zhiming before going out.
Usually when something like this happens, Xia Zhiming's private mobile phone is always turned off, and Ye Zhao always calls the next day to ask about his safety.
He used to talk about related things, but this morning, he was extremely vague.
Anyway, Ye Zhao's purpose was just to confirm that he was all right. Knowing that he was not directly involved in the rescue this time, he didn't ask any further questions. But now that I think about it, it seems...
Seeing that he was out, Luo Xiaochen patted him on the shoulder: "Is there anything else you need? Just go to the checkout if you don't need it."
"Huh?" Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, then retracted his thoughts, nodded and pushed the cart towards the cashier.
Ye Zhao was still thinking about Xia Zhiming's elusive matter the moment he entered the house, but when he put his things on the dining table and turned back to the living room to pour a glass of water, he suddenly heard a twist. The sound of the doorknob.
He thought it was Luo Xiaochen at first, but when he turned around, he saw that he was changing his slippers beside the shoe cabinet at the door. The door was already closed.
Ye Zhao paused for a while, and finally came to his senses. He turned to face the study, and his movements were a little stiff.
Seeing that the door of the study, which had been closed all night, was opened from the inside, Nie Renyan lowered his eyes at the door, propped up the door frame with one hand, and stroked his face twice with the other, his face seemed to be very tired.
Ye Zhao opened his mouth, but his throat felt dry and he couldn't say anything.
A thin layer of sweat evaporated from his palms, and his chest seemed to be emptied by something, and there was a hint of dàngdàng coolness.
Facing the dizzy Nie Renyan, he was as calm as a stranger, but when this person was really in front of him, he lost his words.
It seemed that all the feelings that had been suppressed under the calm appearance of the past few years really began to flood at the moment when he saw Nie Renyan again, and it was out of control.
He finally realized with hindsight how unbearable this person's departure was for him.
Nie Renyan didn't seem to know where he was, and frowned, looking a little irritable.
He rubbed his eyebrows and finally raised his head