Ji Xiaohe finished the last phone call, threw the notebook on his lap to the side, and lay down on the sofa.

"Ah...... I'm tired of my mother, husband, come and help me press my legs, I made so many phone calls, my legs are numb. ”

At this time, Zhang Shuo was still lying on the floor, and when he heard Ji Xiaohe calling himself, he still didn't get up, tilting his head to look at Ji Xiaohe lying on the sofa.

"Grandma, can you let me rest for a while, I've been packing and wrapping tape all day, and my hands are already stiff." Zhang Shuo raised his right palm and said.

Ji Xiaohe also tilted his head to look at Zhang Shuo on the sofa, and said, "Okay, then we both will lie down first, and you can rest enough and come over and help me press it."

Then you come and lie down, lie on the floor and be careful to pull out the diarrhea for you, if your mother knows, you should talk about me again. ”

Zhang Shuo was really too lazy to move, like a big insect, and slowly chrysalis came to Ji Xiaohe's sofa.

"Hahaha...... Look at you who are lazy, why did you come here like this, don't you think about burying you on the ground? Look at what you made, it looks like the handsome guy I just met, it's just a sloppy ghost. ”

Zhang Shuo leaned his head on the sofa where Ji Xiaohe was, patted her with his hand and said, "Huh? Can I discuss something with you? ”

Ji Xiaohe touched Zhang Shuo's hair with his hand and said, "What's the matter, you're done." ”

Zhang Shuo twisted his head towards Ji Xiaohe, looked at her and said, "Why have you made so much money, can you hire a person who specializes in packing!" Honestly, if I keep doing this, I'm going to collapse.

It doesn't cost much to hire someone so I can do something of my own too. Our house is still being renovated, I can't always ask my mom to help us watch the decoration!

She still has her things to do, my dad has returned to Canada, and my mother has to take care of the construction of the factory here, do you think I'm right? ”

Ji Xiaohe looked at Zhang Shuo with a pitiful expression and said, "Okay, okay!" It's been hard work for you for more than a month, and now that our business is on the right track, let's hire someone to help.

You can get our house in order, and you can take care of your own affairs. I've heard that if your photography skills are put on hold for a long time, they will be born. ”

Zhang Shuo grabbed Ji Xiaohe's hand and said, "It's not so suspenseful, photography is my profession, how can I be born in a short time, no."

Recently, several magazines and media companies have sent me invitations, and I am still considering it. There's no rush for now, my first priority now is to get our house ready. ”

While the two of them were chatting, the sound of an ambulance horn came from downstairs.

"It's the sound of an ambulance, right?" Ji Xiaohe asked.

"Well, yes, it seems to stop downstairs at our house, I'll take a look." Zhang Shuo got up from the ground and came to the balcony to look downstairs.

"It's our building, and the ambulance is already downstairs."

After a while, I heard the hurried footsteps of several people coming from upstairs, and it didn't take long for the footsteps to be densely transmitted to the elevator.

"Could it be that Sister Wen Jing has an accident?" Ji Xiaohe also got up from the sofa and ran to the balcony to look down.

Ji Xiaohe's home lives on the 28th floor, so when you look down from above, the ambulance below is as big as a white matchbox, and the person is a small black dot, and you can't see it clearly.

Ji Xiaohe and Zhang Shuo were on the balcony, watching the white ambulance leave the community.

Ji Xiaohe was still a little unsure, and said to Zhang Shuo: "You go upstairs to see if Sister Wen Jing has an accident." ”

Zhang Shuo's eyes widened and said, "What am I going to see?" Will you let me knock on someone's door? Don't you have her WeChat, if not, just send a WeChat to ask. ”

Ji Xiaohe let Zhang Shuo remind him like this, and immediately returned to the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a message to Wen Jing.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see a message from Wen Jing.

Ji Xiaohe held his mobile phone and said to himself: "I remember that Sister Wen Jing seems to have gone to the United States, and she has been gone for more than a week, did the two of us hear it wrong?" ”

Zhang Shuo shook his head at Ji Xiaohe and said, "It must be upstairs in our house, it can't be wrong." You can call Sister Wen Jing and ask, and the two of us don't guess here. ”

Ji Xiaohe listened to Zhang Shuo's words, picked up his mobile phone and began to dial Wen Jing's number.

The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

Ji Xiaohe pricked up his ears and said to Zhang Shuo: "You go up and listen, is the phone ringing, if the phone is ringing, it means that the person who was carried away just now must be Sister Wen Jing." ”

Zhang Shuo listened to Ji Xiaohe's words, opened the door, and went directly to the 29th floor from the fire escape, and as soon as he arrived upstairs, he vaguely heard the mobile phone ringing in the door.

Zhang Shuo knocked on the door a few times to be on the safe side, but no one inside opened the door.

Zhang Shuo returned downstairs, walked into the house and said: "There is a mobile phone ringtone on it, it is estimated that it is similar to what you guessed, it should be that the mobile phone was not taken away, so do you have the phone number of Sister Wen Jing's husband?" No, hang up the phone and ask her husband. ”

Ji Xiaohe shook his head and said, "I only have Sister Wen Jing's phone, how can I have her husband's phone." Huh? I remembered that Sister Molly's husband seems to know Sister Wen Jing's husband, so wouldn't it be nice for me to call and ask Sister Molly? ”

Ji Xiaohe immediately picked up the phone and dialed Molly.

Ji Xiaohe: Hey, is it Sister Molly? Do you have the phone number of Sister Wen Jing's husband?

Molly: What's the matter, Xiaohe, why do you want Wenjing's husband to call?

Ji Xiaohe: That's right, Sister Molly, we came here with an ambulance just now, I guess I should have gone to Sister Wen Jing's house, her house is not upstairs in my house.

I called her just now and found that her phone kept ringing upstairs, so I concluded that the person who was carried away just now was probably Sister Wen Jing.

Molly: Huh? What happened to Wen Jing? The ambulance is coming, you wait, I'll call her husband right away and ask.

Ji Xiaohe: Okay, Sister Molly, you hurry up and tell me when you're done.

Molly: Well, you hang up first, and I'll call.

Ji Xiaohe hung up the phone, and flipped the phone back and forth in his hand in a little anxious.

"Don't be too anxious, I believe that Jiren has his own natural appearance, and Sister Wen Jing will be fine." Zhang Shuo grabbed Ji Xiaohe with his hand, and Ji Xiaohe's head rested on Zhang Shuo's chest.

"I hope so, I hope Sister Wen Jing will be fine." Ji Xiaohe said.

Just then, Molly's call came in again.

"Hello? How is Sister Molly? Did Sister Wen Jing call an ambulance and take it away...... What! It's really her, okay, okay, I'll let Zhang Shuo take me, and we'll see you in the hospital. ”