[I am the last passer-by on your road, the last spring, the last snow, the last war for survival. - Paul Éluard]

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Midnight in silence.

The wall clock in the living room ticked and ticked, an exceptionally soft and clear sound.

"What if...... I mean, if I don't have anyone else in my heart, would you be willing to come closer? ”

The faint voice seemed to be whispering in the ear, gentle as water.

“…… I'm sorry. Also, happy birthday. ”

Bu Yanxi opened her eyes suddenly, and the focus was fixed for a while, only to find that she had just fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room, and the quiet light fell into her eyes, she rubbed her neck and sat up, and after a long pause, her brain was running again.

The wall clock on the wall points to two o'clock in the morning.

picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground, and it contained a message sent by Yi Shihan half an hour ago.

[Sorry, the phone fell today, let's meet tomorrow to talk, I happen to have something important to tell you. 】

There was also a message from an unknown number -

[How's your injury?] 】

Although it was an unfamiliar number and there was no signature, Bu Yanxi's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated to ask -

[Ming Yuyan? 】

It didn't take long for the phone to receive a reply.

[The communication signal was blocked last month, how are you recovering from your recent injury?] 】

Bu Yanxi suddenly became excited, and quickly edited the reply in the reply column.

"You...... Appear...... At...... At...... Which...... Village? ”

She typed as she spoke, but after typing the question mark, she hesitated.

When he said signal blocking, was he performing some secret mission? Asking this question might give him the opportunity to ignore himself. It's rare for him to take the initiative to find himself, no, he has to ask in a different way.

"Have you changed your mobile phone number? I guess that's okay. ”

She said to herself, re-typing the phrase.

"Hey, no, no, no."

Then he scratched his ears and cheeks again, "Don't ask this as soon as you come up, if he just replies, how else will I answer?" ”

So I racked my brains and struggled for a long time, but I still answered the question about the injury honestly-

[It's almost okay, but the doctor said it might leave a scar.] 】

On the vast distant ocean, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the handsome man squatting at the stern of the ship was holding his mobile phone, and next to him was a middle-aged man with his head slightly bent and standing in a standard housekeeper posture, as if he was puzzled, the middle-aged man asked respectfully, "Young master, you have been outside for three hours, what are you waiting for?" ”

At this moment, the mobile phone screen lit up, and he glanced at it curiously, but he could only see his young master chatting with the other party's text message.

The man stared at the phone for a few seconds, and finally threw the phone to the other party, "Uncle Liang, I still have two surgeries to do in the afternoon, you can change my ticket to tomorrow." ”

Uncle Liang replied "yes", looked down at his phone without a trace, and found that his young master had deleted the content of the text message just now.

It's really strange, young master, who is this waiting for, and it takes three hours to wait...... Could it be Miss Bu? The only one who can make him make such a strange move is Miss Bu.

It's just that......

Thinking of his entanglement with that Miss Bu, Uncle Liang couldn't help but sigh secretly.

It's not that I don't know what is going on with my young master and that Miss Bu, obviously it was fine when the two places were separated a few years ago, and it almost came to the point of talking about marriage, but suddenly said that it was divided. It's just a matter of dividing, but the two of them are like they are separated, and they don't know what's going on.