Hong Canhui and his group were still waiting, gathering in the room, all looking at the phone, time slid by minute by minute, and the expressions on each person's face also showed a completely different look. However, the main colors of their expressions were anxiety and subtle differences. I believe that the news must have been conveyed to Liu Qingqing's ears. The current result is different from their expectations, and it is too different. According to the original idea, once Sister Qing knew that Brother Yang was sick, she would appear by her side without hesitation. Now, why has there been no news for so long?

The long wait is enough to drive madness.

The silent atmosphere is even more painful.

They waited from dark to midnight, from midnight to whitening, until now, the sun had poked its head out of the lake, indicating that a new day had begun, and the phone had no signs of ringing. They did not urge, and they did not even have the desire to call.

Although I don't know why the phone has not been called yet.

But I understand that Sister Qing on the other side of the phone is not an irrational woman. She has to delay for so long, so there must be her reason.

In the morning, Li Ying asked the nanny to prepare breakfast. She didn't wake up. She thought that these people were tired and sleeping for a while. They waited until seven or eight o'clock, but no one came down. They thought things were a bit weird. They went to Bai Mengjie's room and found that there was no one. They came to Lu Tingting's room again and found that there was no one. Until they walked to Hong Canhui's room, they found something strange inside, and quietly withdrew without disturbing...

"Dingling!"

At 8:20, the phone rang suddenly.

It was like a cloud shattering by the sky. Whether it was a clear sky or a dark cloud, everyone's hearts were raised, and they subconsciously turned their eyes toward the phone much more serious.

"It's the phone number that Sister Qing hasn't turned on!"

Hong Canhui saw the number above and spoke.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became even more uneasy.

Hong Canhui took a deep breath, then answered the phone and pressed the amplification "Hey..."

"He's sick?"

Liu Qingqing's voice came from the phone, a little hoarse, but it didn't sound like she was initially surprised, and she didn't even have any questions. The woman was still in the building, and there was night service here. She sat alone in the room, with empty surroundings, red eyes and dispersed hair, and now she was calm.

When everyone heard her voice, they felt inexplicably. They couldn't say it well, and they didn't know how to express it.

Hong Canhui gritted his teeth, "Yes, bipolar disorder, the doctor said it was caused by long-term psychological pressure and social pressure. We are all around us at present and intend to take Brother Yang to relax. But someone else's words awakened us. No matter how close we are, we are just brothers and friends, and we are not women who can help him and spend their whole life. Brother Yang needs spiritual companionship, and we cannot do this..."

In short, it can cure the symptoms but not the root cause.

"But...I can't do it either!"

Liu Qingqing's words were only briefly hesitated, and then she expressed them in full. A tear flashed in her eyes, and she said resolutely, "I won't go back, it has nothing to do with whether Liu Feiyang is sick or not. Since I saw him jumping on the yacht in the harbor, I begged Qin Fang to avenge him and made a decision. I will never have any interaction with him in this life. For this man, I have wasted the most precious years of my life. In the future, I will live myself..."

"Pu"

After she finished speaking, tears in her eyes hit the ground and fell into several petals.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone. They were indeed prepared for Sister Qing to not come back, but now they still couldn't believe it, and everyone looked at each other in a glance.

Hong Canhui's eyes became weird.

Wang Zizhu's eyes became complicated.

Wu Sanyi is difficult to understand.

Zhao Zhigao's face was confused.

Lu Tingting clenched her fists.

Bai Mengjie's body became trembling.

Liu Qingqing didn't know what the scene was like on the other side of the phone, and did not hear the echo. She slowly said, "If Liu Feiyang was sick, please tell me to him. After a quick glance at Zhongshui County, he only remembered that I was a fairy with a lip flower with more charming lips than blood..."

It was the Youbai Road behind the snow. Liu Feiyang walked quickly in a military coat. A Santana sedan was passing by, and a woman with a confused look was sitting in the back seat.

"Okay, I'm just a fairy, so for such a long time to get over it. I said to him: I'll be entangled with him in this life, but now, tell him that the past is with the wind, we don't delay or owe it. When we meet again, we can say what's going on in the near future? We should always say goodbye to each other..."

"that's all!"

After Liu Qingqing finished speaking, she hung up the phone decisively. She raised her hand to wipe her tears, looked at the ceiling and thought stubbornly, how could such lovers finally get married? Whoever left in this world could not live? At the beginning, she was "Liu" and could not live without "yang". Now, she already has two "yang" and why can't she live better?

She lowered her head, looked at her belly with satisfaction, raised her hand and gently stroked her, then showed a bright smile on her face, and said silently: When you return to China, you will face various risks. Mom will never allow you to receive any harm, even if you give up your happiness for the rest of your life, as long as you are happy...

Liu Qingqing's smile under the light became more and more graceful. The coldness and sharpness of Zhongshui County at the time turned into the gentle eyes of a loving mother...

She no longer draws red lips.

She no longer sucks Marlboro.

She no longer holds up her high wine glass.

She gave up everything she had before because she had a high-sounding and convincing reason: she was going to be a mother...

Women may be born great.

...

Listening to the beeping sound of hanging up on the phone, they had not recovered yet. For some reason, no one was angry, but a little sad. Everyone saw everything Sister Qing did for Brother Yang. Why didn't she come back? She didn't love her anymore, let go, or why?

They can't figure it out, nor can they figure it out.

I only know that the result is now.

"what to do?"

Lu Tingting spoke slowly, her eyes were a little dull, and she said something mechanically, "The only person who can walk into my brother's heart and accompany him for a long time is Sister Ran. But where is Sister Ran, what is the current situation, and whether to get married or not is a secret..."

"In this life, it is easy to find a woman, but it is difficult to find a woman who can enter the heart."

Zhao Zhigao also spoke up and said that since Tian Shufen left, he has not touched any woman until now, and he is also sick. In a sense, how similar is the disease with Liu Feiyang?

"Look for it!"

Hong Canhui sighed. In fact, from the beginning, what he tended to be inclined to find Sister Ran and ask her to help Brother Yang through the difficulties, but there were too many uncertainties: whether Sister Ran still loves Brother Yang, whether she is willing to be by her side, so what about personal problems? There are too many...

However, the problem that is in front of you is more realistic now. Brother Yang’s illness cannot be relieved overnight. If he is stimulated and becomes irritable again, he will not be able to stop him from fighting with the prince at the beginning, and even if he starts a war with the Shang bandits, who can stop him from stopping what will happen in the future?

"Mobilize all the people of the group, all the artists under the media post blogs, all the artists of the model company post blogs, the news websites are on the front page, and all the security personnel have a photo of Sister Ran, look for it, and look for it nationwide..."

"Is this what Sister Ran wants?"

Wang Zizhu frowned and spoke.

Anran's personality is like water and stiff as ice. She can be as gentle as the spring breeze and drizzle, and can also be frozen for thousands of miles in an instant. Anran has no reverse scales. However, when Liu Feiyang was most disappointed, she could go to the sea to fish for sea vegetables and make pies in winter, and she had no temper. However, when Chen Xiaofeng and hundreds of people were about to kill Liu Feiyang, she picked up the knife, and she was even less cruel, but she disappeared without saying hello to anyone...

Is Sister Ran’s life calm now?

Is she willing to be disturbed?

Wang Zizhu's words immediately suppressed the atmosphere that had just been formed.

Yes, should I disturb Sister Luoran because of Brother Yang’s illness...

"What do you think you should do?"

Hong Canhui spoke with a somewhat ugly expression, and his tone became a little stiffer. This was not possible, nor that. When he thought of the best way to cure Brother Yang, he was rejected one by one.

Nothing works on every road.

"Continue to accompany Brother Yang to wander around nature... the only feasible way at present"

Bai Mengjie spoke slowly.

Wu Sanqin quickly shook his head and said, "This is not the best solution."

Lu Tingting retorted, "But at present, I can only find a way while walking. Even if it is one or ten years, I will accompany my brother. Even if he violates the laws of heaven, my sister is willing to accompany him."

Hong Canhui said stiffly again, "I can accompany you too, but... I hope Brother Yang gets better as soon as possible!"

Lu Tingting said again, "But there is no other way, you can only follow the original strategy. Perhaps things are not as pessimistic as we imagined. It will be better in less than a month..."

Wu Sanqin retorted, "It's only one aspect. You have to think about the most pessimistic aspect and prepare for the worst in advance..."

"you…"

"Dingling"

Just as their discussions became more and more intense and were about to turn into conflict, the phone number among the crowd rang again, without any warning, and it also made everyone's words stop suddenly, as if they were suppressing the signs.

Hong Canhui's face turned pale, but when he saw the phone number on it, he immediately made an extremely strange expression.

He doesn't know this number, but he knows the number segment, which is the unified number segment of Xuanhuayuan Group.

"Hello…"

Respond to the phone.

I just heard a gentle, heavy, vicissitudes and plain voice coming from the other side of the phone.

"If you want to take Feiyang to travel and treat, you can't do it without purpose. There is a most beautiful landscape avenue in China called Sany Eighth National Highway, which passes through grasslands, rivers, mountains, lakes, etc. It is said that this road has a healing effect. Anyone who is injured will be cured as long as you walk it once. I suggest you take a walk..."

If others say this, they will only be more excited. After all, what I just discussed is how long it will take to continue walking and whether it will be effective...

But the owner of the voice is a god.

This requires deep thought.

Departing for March 18 may be a good route, and Tibet ends...

ps: Nine o'clock...Ahem...
Chapter completed!