PFC Chapter 273 Made me cry
Chapter 273 Made me cry
Huo Yan opened the car door and got in.
Zhuang Zhoucheng got in the car and reminded:
"Buckle up."
Huo Yan touched it and looked at it carefully. It was fastened properly.
He looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng again, not quite understanding what he meant.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was such a serious person that even a casual word he said made Huo Yan think that he was about to say something else.
The car entered the villa. Huo Yan jumped out of the car, leaned against the door and sighed. Since they were going out, why not eat something outside?
Zhuang Zhoucheng called Huo Yan from behind. Huo Yan staggered over and complained in a low voice:
"What time is it? But I haven't eaten yet, Zhuang Zhoucheng, do you know how hungry I am?"
"What can you do if you're still hungry? You yourself refuse to settle for noodles." Zhuang Zhoucheng said coldly.
Huo Yan hung his head and hummed:
"But since we're already going out, why not eat a little outside?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped holding the bag and looked back at her.
Huo Yan immediately covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes widened, and he shook his head repeatedly and said:
"I didn't say anything. Don't look at me like that. I'm scared."
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything and just took out the bag.
Why didn't she ask this outside?
He hadn't thought of this at all. Wasn't she talking about hot pot all the time?
Zhuang Zhoucheng carried the food into the house and waited for Huo Yan at the door.
"I'll answer the phone, you go in first." Huo Yan raised the phone in his hand and said to Zhuang Zhoucheng.
Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered:
"It's cold outside, come in and talk."
Huo Yan did not respond, but turned his back and did not look at Zhuang Zhoucheng again.
In fact, if she just turned around again, she would see Zhuang Zhoucheng who had been waiting at the door, looking at her with worry.
Huo Yan spoke in a very low voice, listening carefully to the voice on the other end of the phone, but both sides of the phone seemed to be silent, with no sound at all.
Huo Yan sighed and said softly:
"Then I'll hang up."
"and many more……"
The other party finally spoke, it was Ji Wuwei.
Huo Yan guessed that it was him. Wasn’t he the one who just came out of the supermarket?
Only he would do this, calling the phone but not saying anything.
Don’t know what to say?
Or what?
"Then tell me quickly." Huo Yan said in a low voice.
"...How are you?" Ji Wuwei spoke after a long time.
Huo Yan said nothing and wanted to hang up:
"If there's nothing else, I'll just..."
"I know you are at my third uncle's house now."
Ji Wuwei's sudden words startled Huo Yan so much that his phone almost fell to the ground.
She was panicking, her eyes trembling slightly, her hand tightly grasping the phone, for a long time, she said:
"so what?"
The other party was silent for a long time.
Huo Yan sniffed. She could clearly hear the heavy breathing and sobs on the other end of the phone.
She was afraid that the men in the villa would hear it, but he was afraid that she would hear it.
After a long while, the other party let out a long breath and said:
"I'm sorry, if I... Yanyan, forgive me..."
Ji Wuwei omitted too many words in the middle. Among thousands of words, there was only one word: "I'm sorry".
"I'm sorry, I left you when you needed me the most. I'm sorry, I wasn't by your side when you were in danger. I'm sorry, I didn't help you when you were helpless..."
Ji Wuwei spoke in a low voice, word by word.
Huo Yan was in tears and could no longer control her crying. She hung up the phone and squatted on the ground crying.
As if she was aware that this would disturb the people in the room, she covered her mouth tightly, buried her face in her knees and cried bitterly, her sobs coming out muffled through her thick clothes.
Without Zhuang Zhoucheng, she would choose Ji Wuwei.
It would be a lie to say that I haven't been moved.
But before she had the time to accept him, he completely disappeared from her world.
She cried because she would never have the chance to have a normal relationship again.
She was crying because of her own situation. She once had a good family, was loved by her parents and brothers, and could date the boy she liked.
But now, I have lost my home, what else can I hope for?
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood behind her, his eyes dark and cold.
He stood there for half an hour before turning around and going into the house, holding his coat in his hand, which he was going to put on her.
However, I was frozen by the wind for half an hour.
He walked into the hall without changing his shoes, threw his coat on the sofa, and looked very gloomy.
After Zhuang Zhoucheng was silent for a long time, he felt warm again.
He spread his hands, pulled his coat closer, took out his cell phone, and called Lu Zeng:
"Find out where Fearless is immediately."
Lu Zeng was a little confused when he received the call, but before he could ask, the man had already hung up.
Lu Zeng immediately ordered people to start investigating. Five minutes later, Lu Zeng called:
"Master, Master Ji left school two days ago, stopped in another city for a day, and arrived at Kyoto Airport this morning, so Master Ji is currently in Kyoto."
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face darkened. After hanging up the call with Lu Zeng, he paused for a moment and called Zhuang Yu Nuan.
Let someone bring Ji Wuwei back to the capital.
Huo Yan finally came in, her eyes and nose were red from crying, and it was impossible to hide this from anyone.
So he stood at the door and lingered, wiping his face and eyes constantly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng heard the sound of the door opening, put his phone aside, stood up and walked over.
"What took so long on the phone? Isn't it cold outside?" Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.
The voice was a little cold, with a suppressed tone.
"No...it's a call from a friend, no, a classmate." Huo Yan responded with a nasal voice.
Seeing her like this, Zhuang Zhoucheng knew it was impossible for him to pretend he didn't know.
"Why are you crying for no reason?" He took her cold hand in his big hand and held it in his palm to warm it.
"I wasn't crying...I was just thinking about my mom."
Huo Yan bit his tongue and finally uttered a low sound.
There was a hint of mockery in the smile on Zhuang Zhoucheng's lips. You little bastard, you actually started lying.