Her fair little hand clenched the phone tightly, but she couldn't swipe the answer button on the screen.
The screen turned black and lit up again a few seconds later. Li beixiao was calling again.
Feng Yan turned to leave without a word, but his back looked a little lonely and stiff.
He was not sure if ye qingge would be willing to come to his side until the end.
What he wanted was not to be forced. He wanted to live a long life with this woman, to live a simple and happy life with Tang Tang.
She was meowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeow, and he was her fish ...
Ye qingge answered the phone but said nothing.
"Where are you?" The man's deep and cold voice came from the other side of the phone.
In fact, li beixiao's question was a little unnecessary. He naturally knew that ye qingge had come to find Feng Yan.
"Outside ..."
Ye qingge's voice was hoarse from sobbing.
