Apart from becoming thinner and listless, there is nothing wrong with it.

Butler Sun took care of it carefully, but it still couldn't return to its former appearance and was depressed all day long.

Butler Sun has served the rice ball for three years, and she has never seen the rice ball so uncomfortable.

Maybe... I really miss my little master too much.

Don't say it wants it, she also wants it.

I haven't seen Qiao Chengfan for almost half a year, and I don't know if he has grown taller, or he has gained weight or lost weight.

Going to that kind of place... I probably won't get fat.

Butler Sun only heard a little about the training ground, but even if she heard a little, she was frightened.

It's called the Devil's Summer Camp.

Qiao Chengfan didn't take away many of his things, and his room was still the same.

She often saw Mr. Qiao sitting alone in the young master's room, doing nothing, just sitting silently.

Sometimes I smoke a cigarette, but more often I just sit quietly.

Late at night, Qiao's house was extremely quiet.

Master bedroom.

After being drunk, Josnian had a split headache. He frowned and could not fall asleep.

The lights were not turned on in the bedroom, and it was pitch black.

Qiao Sinian got up and took a painkiller, but the feeling of splitting headache did not relieve it.

Alcohol and darkness stimulated his nerves, and he could not find any outlet or light.

Qiao Sinian did not turn on the lights, and he lay silently on the bed, frowning tightly.

My hand touched the cell phone beside the bed.

I don’t know what time it is, but he only knows it is late at night.

In the chaos, he touched a number and called it.

"Master Qiao." Xiao Zi was preparing dinner. She washed her hands and hurriedly came to answer the phone.

Unexpectedly it was Qiao Sinian.

“…”

"Master Qiao?" She shouted again tentatively, and made the wrong call?

"Carrying the sail... Is it okay?" Qiao Sinian croaked, and his low voice spread in the darkness, like a bell and drum, shrilling and cold.

Hearing Qiao Sinian's voice, Xiao Zi paused and nodded.

"Mr. Qiao, they are all pretty good. I'm making dinner and I'll take Hinayana with me later."

"Can he get him answering the phone?"

In the darkness, Qiao Sinian closed her eyes, and her face was helpless and weak.

The pain in the head was so painful that I couldn't stop it.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll call Hinayana Fan..." Xiao Zi agreed.

This is the first time since I went to London, Qiao Sinian took the initiative to talk to Chengfan.

Xiao Zi is an adult, so she naturally understands Master Qiao’s mood.

However, Hinayana sail may not understand it.

There was a little more expectation on Qiao Sinian's face. He held his cell phone tightly and waited silently.

In the darkness, his breathing was slightly rapid, his whole body felt sour, and he had a severe headache.

But this unacceptable fatigue brings more joy of waiting...

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

However, there was no response from the other end.

After a long time, Xiao Zi replied apologetically: "Mr. Qiao, Hinayana Fan is practicing boxing, I'm afraid there is no time... to answer the phone."

Xiao Zi was not confident in saying this.

Very insufficient.

Because, when she called Qiao Chengfan, the little guy heard that it was Lao Qiao's call, and he didn't say anything and didn't want to pay attention.

"Oh, it's okay." Qiao Sinian's face was full of disappointment.

The disappointment spread little by little, like a stone falling into the lake, ripples and waves.

Qiao Sinian's breathing calmed down, but the headache did not relieve at all, eroding all his rationality bit by bit.

He held his cell phone tightly and refused to let it go.

But I can't say a word.
Chapter completed!