Until now, three days have passed, and she has not replied to him at all.
And she didn't listen to the phone calls he made.
As she said, she was happy and quiet.
If this trip was not necessary, he would never leave Furong Town.
Now Luo Xiaoyi felt like she was getting further and further away. He tried his best, but he didn't know if he could bring her back.
But looking at the messages on WeChat that sounded like he was talking to himself, it would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed.
Leng Muchiao continued to scroll up, wanting to see their previous conversations and find comfort.
Scroll up and finally see the news about Luo Xiaoyi.
However, the further he scrolled, the fewer his replies became.
Almost every time Luo Xiaoyi sends dozens of messages, he will only reply to one.
But she didn't seem to be affected and would still send him messages. It wasn't until she was given a stern warning that she controlled the number of messages every day.
Five every day, no more than one.
She is so humble.
Leng Muchiao could even think of how she was tremblingly thinking about sending him a message.
On the one hand, I thought that I couldn't make him angry, but on the other hand, I missed him very much and wanted to share it with him.
The feeling I feel now is probably not half as good as what Luo Xiaoyi felt back then.
Leng Muxiao became angry when he thought about his past behavior.
"Mr. Leng, how about we chat while we eat? I want to take you to taste the food of our Country H."
"The construction plans you just showed me are so shocking. I must have a few drinks when the time comes."
Leng Muchiao came here to discuss the construction project in Furong Town.
It was Luo Xiaoyi's words that made him speed up his actions.
He wanted to let Luo Xiaoyi see everything he had done for her as soon as possible.
Even if he ignored her in the past, he wanted her to know that now he valued her every word.
"Okay, Mr. William, you have the final say."
Leng Muchiao was about to walk out of the commercial building with William. Leng Muchiao's Chinese face was particularly eye-catching. In country H, a country where everyone is tall and powerful, he was not inferior at all, and was even several times taller than William. point.
And his facial features combined the gentleness of the Chinese and the three-dimensionality of the British. He was so handsome that all the eyes of everyone present were fixed on him and could not move away.
"Mr. Leng, you are really popular with girls. They are all staring at you."
Leng Muchiao glanced around calmly, and all the girls present blushed with embarrassment.
He frowned, feeling something was wrong.
What I was looking at just now was not a person, but something I was looking for.
His intuition has always been very accurate.
At this moment, there were screams from the crowd, followed by a bang, and the ground shook violently.
"It's collapsing. The roof is going to fall down."
I don’t know who spoke first, and the scene suddenly got out of control.
The building shook and the crowd rioted.
This situation often happens in H country, but the current situation seems to be out of the norm.
Mr. William's movements were slow, and Leng Muxiao was dragged down while leading him.
He turned around and a tall pillar crashed down on them.
"Mr. Leng, are you okay?"
William knew very well that he was saved by Leng Muchiao. The pillar just hit Leng Muchiao's back.
His face turned pale in pain, and regardless of the condition of his back, he pushed William and said, "Let's go."
I don’t know how long it took before the police and rescue workers outside finally came in to save people.
Mr. William has been put into the ambulance by the ambulance staff. The ambulance staff came to Leng Muchiao and said, "Sir, please come with us here."
The scene was chaotic, and people were being rescued one after another.
Cries and shouts filled the eardrums.
Leng Muchiao captured a lot of media footage, and the ambulance crew explained, "It's like this, this riot was so bad, they blew up a commercial building, and many national media were reporting on it, and China's Over there, sir, do you want to tell your family that you are safe?"
Leng Muchiao saw that the rescued people were all reporting their safety to their families, crying bitterly after the disaster.
The media in China is Huayang, the most famous channel in the country. Anyone who has a TV and an Internet cable at home can watch it.
Maybe at this time, Luo Xiaoyi also saw the news.
The riots in country H were very sensational, and the rescue was still going on. Reporters were not allowed to go there, so they didn't know the latest number of people rescued and the situation.
Then isn't she worried?
Thinking of her little face turning pale with fright, Leng Muxiao felt distraught.
Not to mention that she now has a child, Leng Muchiao is no longer willing to just worry her.
He immediately dialed Luo Xiaoyi's number.
Not long after, the call was answered.
No one answered his calls before, but now that she answered, she must know the situation on his side.
She must be worried!
Before Luo Xiaoyi could speak, Leng Muchiao was the first to say, "It's me."
"I'm fine."
"The riot didn't have much impact on me, I was just slightly injured."
Thinking that the news might report the details later, he didn't hide much.
At least she wouldn't be too worried about minor injuries.
Luo Xiaoyi paused for a moment, "Oh."
"I'm not paying attention."
In the past, when he was on a business trip, Xiao Yi would inquire about his itinerary from all aspects. Even if she was ridiculed by people in his circle, she never changed.
Every time there was any change in his business trip, Luo Xiaoyi would call immediately to show concern. He found it troublesome every time and would not listen to the phone calls.
Once she heard that there was an earthquake where he was on a business trip and rushed there overnight. He didn't listen to her calls and didn't know his room number, so she could only stand at the door of the hotel and wait.
But now that such a big thing happened, she no longer paid attention to it.
Just like his life and death, she no longer cares.
Leng Muchiao felt as if a pair of big hands were strangling his throat, and he couldn't even utter a word.
"Sir, you are seriously injured. You need to go to the hospital as soon as possible."
The ambulance crew on the side urged.
Leng Muchiao didn't explain any more, he knew that Luo Xiaoyi would not ask.
"If you have nothing else to do, hang up. I want to go out."
Leng Muchiao didn't know how he hung up the phone, and the pain in his back wasn't much felt at this time.
Leng Muchiao followed the ambulance personnel and got into the ambulance.
It turns out that this is what it feels like when no one cares about you.
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Huaguo
"The number of casualties in the riot in Country H has reached 150, and the rescue is still in progress..."
She held the hung up mobile phone tightly in her hand, and the TV was playing serious events in country H.
Aunt Zhang shouted while watching: "It's terrible, very scary. China is the safest country. Please don't go abroad in the future."
She lied to Leng Muchiao.
It's not that she didn't know about Country H, but she only found out about it when Aunt Zhang came over to watch TV.
She didn't want Leng Muchiao to think that she would still worry about him.
If he could call her, that would prove that he was okay.
The strange voice just now echoed in my ears again, I wonder if it was addressed to Leng Muchiao.
At this time, her cell phone rang again.
It was a message from Luo Nuan.
