Ye Hao looked at the address sent by his mobile phone, and only found a certain apartment, but he did not specify how many buildings and how many numbers.

It seems that these people are also very unreliable, and they are not as miraculous as they boast.

He took out his phone and tried to call her again, but the phone still came from the same system prompt he didn't know how many times he had heard: Sorry, the phone you are calling is busy, please call again later.

He didn't give up on dialing it twice more, and it was still the same.

Annoyed, he could only click on the chat software and send a hop message in it:

- Have dinner together in the evening, I will wait for you on the shore of Xixiang Lake, seven o'clock.

The message was sent quickly, and as he expected, he didn't receive a reply, not even an expression.

But he believed she must have seen it, though he wasn't sure if she would.

……

He Xiyan came to a small street on the bank of the Namu River at this time, because it was working time, there were not many pedestrians on the small street, and it seemed very empty.

She came here, like a walking corpse, and there was no expression in her pale face, as if she was sleepwalking.

When she came out of the company, she kept walking, and she had been walking for more than an hour, and even her feet were worn out. But she was tireless, because at this time her heart was empty, and she didn't even know what she was going to do and what she could do.

She turned on the mobile phone that had been sleeping for several days, and after turning it on, the mobile phone rang one after another, one message after another, and I don't know how many there were.

She looked at it, and many of the messages were sent by some of her classmates and colleagues after seeing the news, most of them were words of comfort, and some were sent by her sister Schumann, asking where she was now? Said she was coming to her.

And, of course, her two ex-husbands, who sent her several messages almost every day. She clicked on the account she was most familiar with, and soon saw the message he sent as well.

But she just glanced at it and filtered it out, and as for what he said about having dinner with her, she only replied with three words: I won't go. And then it was deleted.

Now she just wants to be quiet, she doesn't want to contact anyone, she doesn't want to see anyone, she doesn't want to see anyone.

"Drip, drip......"

Just as He Xiyan was about to turn off her phone again, a shrill horn suddenly sounded in her ears.

The voice rang several times before she could react. At first glance, a small white car had stopped beside her.

She quickly got out of the way, and in a trance, she thought that she was walking and not paying attention, which affected the normal driving of the vehicle.

The girl in the car pressed the window and shouted to He Xiyan, who was already about to stay away from the car:

"Sister...... You wait! ”

He Xiyan was stunned for a moment, and she didn't seem to react for a while, but she clearly heard someone calling her sister.

She stopped, looked back, and found a girl in the white car she had just gotten out of, none other than her sister Schumann.

Schumann was wearing a dark gray Nizi coat, boots, and a beige scarf tied around her neck at random, different from her usual casual dress, today she is dressed more maturely, with makeup, her hair tied up, and her temperament is more like a royal sister.

"Sister, are you okay?" Schumann stepped forward and patted He Xiyan on the shoulder, after more than a month of getting along, their sisters' relationship became deeper.