"Hey, who are you?"

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The silence, like a whistling arrow, suddenly penetrated the thick barrier of tens of thousands of miles, and shot into Zhao Min's throat and eyes. A long-lost dryness, suddenly as if it was about to cut her throat, forced her to be extremely uncomfortable.

Who the hell is calling?

Why didn't he speak?

Isn't he an earthling?

"Hey, you're talking!" Zhao Min yelled into the phone.

The roar died down, and the space she was in fell silent again.

Alone, she let the fox wrap her alone, thinking about nothing, not seeing anything, not listening to anything, just standing in that time alone, letting time pass in front of her.

A familiar figure appeared before her eyes.

He is Feng Zilong.

He is still as healthy, beautiful, chic, sunny and youthful as he used to be...... He hadn't changed, hadn't changed at all, except that his face seemed to have been tanned by the sun, but it was more vivid, as bright and shiny as freshly lacquered furniture.

She ran to him and stretched out her arms to hug him, only to be empty.

She is still her, and Feng Zilong in front of her has disappeared like the wind.

"Feng Zilong, where are you?"

Zhao Min stood outside the empty effect, staring at the wilderness in front of him with stunned eyes, his heart dripping blood. If it weren't for him, who would it be?

Looking at the phone, it is not like an ordinary phone, and the people who can make direct calls through the satellite are not ordinary people. Can Feng Zilong make such an unusual phone call? If the call was really made by him, then where is he at this moment?

"Zilong, you speak, you speak quickly, if you don't speak again, I ......"

She really couldn't talk anymore, the person on the other end of the phone, for some reason, didn't speak, she suspected that he was Feng Zilong, but why didn't he speak? Could it be that he was helped by someone? Only the kidnapped person couldn't speak! No, to be precise, it wasn't that he didn't speak, it was that he didn't dare to speak, because the person who kidnapped him was right next to him!

"Zilong, have you been kidnapped? Where are you, I'll call 110 to call the police. ”

On the other end of the phone, there was no sound except for the sizzling wind. Everything was as quiet as if in a dream. Outside the dream, it was Zhao Min who was awake. But the man in the dream did not speak, which made her feel very helpless.

That feeling of helplessness, Zhao Min still remembers it very clearly, if it weren't for Feng Zilong still supporting her ideals and beliefs, I'm afraid that she would have fallen in the wilderness that autumn.

The sorghum that spreads all over the mountains is red. The fiery red beams are like a beating flame, burning the entire mountain in that season, and people can't help but feel a heavy weight in their hearts.

That's the joy of harvest.

That's a great reward.

Nature has never been stingy in repaying human beings, always so generous, always so generous, always so open-minded, and always so colorful.

Autumn is bleak.

But this kind of desolation is fiery in Zhao Min, because she hopes to hear that familiar voice again in that autumn, and see the man who thinks about it day and night again.

The man was on the other end of the phone.

But he didn't speak.

He was silent.

Silence is gold, but Zhao Min doesn't want gold, she wants Feng Zilong to speak. Even if he only said one word, he was enough to comfort the hurt she had suffered over the years. Since he left, she has been thinking about him all the time, especially during the time he left, he couldn't sleep at night, and even couldn't sleep all night. The pain of lovesickness is only known to her. That kind of endless watch, only she understands.

It's like a wounded lion who can only **** his own wounds alone.

She was the wounded lion.

Especially in the middle of the night when no one is around, she can only accompany her lonely shadow alone, crying until dawn.

That kind of pain, that kind of pain, no one knows.

"If it's really you, can't you say a word?" Zhao Min, who was already heartbroken, tried her best to restrain the dissatisfaction in her heart, -- what can you say in the face of her sweetheart who has returned after disappearing? Even if he is right in front of you, what can you do with him? What's more, where does he know, she only knows that he is on the other end of the phone, on the other end of the satellite phone, as for how far away he is from her, she doesn't know, she only knows that the person on the other end of the phone is him," If you really don't want to speak, forget it, but remember that whether you are far away or close to the world, there is someone who cares about you deep down......"