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Chapter 922 I just miss you so much

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    The night wind mixed with snowflakes blew on Lu Jingchuan's face and body. A chill spread on his face, and his tone was a little cold, "I understand, you can go back and rest."

    After hanging up the phone, Lu Jingchuan blew the wind on the balcony for nearly ten minutes before entering the room with a chill all over his body.

    Qingwan still maintained the same posture as when he went out, and even the frown between his eyebrows did not change at all.

    Lu Jingchuan went to the room diagonally opposite. The little guy was holding up his two little hands, his belly rising and falling with his breathing.

    Lu Jingchuan only glanced at the door, then turned and returned to the room.

    There was a loud splash of water in the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Lu Jingchuan came out covered in water vapor, got on the bed and took Qing Wan into his arms.

    He closed his eyes, but what came to his mind was the scene of Qingwan muttering Jiang Yicheng's name when she was unconscious.

    Lu Jingchuan sighed slightly in his heart and gathered his thoughts.

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    Qingran returned to Xun's house, exhausted. When she saw Uncle Xun, she immediately cheered up, her lips slightly hooked, and her tone was slightly reproachful, but the deep concern in her words could not be ignored by anyone.  They could all hear it, "Uncle Xun, didn't I say that? You are old and you don't have to wait for me every day. What's more, it's such a cold day now, so you don't have to wait for me. Go back and rest quickly."

    ????????????????????? Xun Bo smiled kindly, ¡°I¡¯m not tired, I happen to be getting less sleep as I get older, so I snoozed hard this afternoon and took a nap for a while, but I couldn¡¯t fall asleep at night, so I¡¯ll just wait for you to come back, eldest lady.¡±

    "I heated up a glass of milk for the eldest lady. I'm going to bring it out now. I can't sleep until I drink the milk."

    Qingran smiled and nodded, "Thank you very much, Uncle Xun."

    After drinking the hot milk and chatting with Uncle Xun for a while, Qing Ran returned to the room.

    When no one was around, the exhaustion on her face was completely released. She closed her eyes on the soft sofa and wanted to empty her mind, but all she thought about was Qingwan.

    She already knew that Qingwan was successfully rescued, and she also knew that Qingwan only suffered minor injuries, but

    Qing Ran¡¯s nails dug deeply into his flesh, and a sharp pain came from his palms. Qing Ran¡¯s brows never even furrowed.

    At the end of the year, we are always extremely busy. In order to have three days of vacation, Qing Ran compressed his time and did not come back until late at night.

    Qingran stood up quickly, walked to the room where her parents lived, and took down a box from the shelf. When she opened the box, there was a photo album inside.

    Qingran found the photo with Xun Manjun inside, took it back to the room and prepared to have someone make a copy of it.

    While she was still outside the door, she heard the sound of a cell phone ringing from inside the door. Qing Ran was a little surprised at first, but then she quickened her pace, thinking it was someone from Lu Jingchuan's side calling her.

    Qingran picked up the answer, "Hello."

    There was no response on the phone, only the slightest sound of breathing.

    Qingran glanced at the phone screen and spoke again, "Hello?"

    As before, there was still no response.

    Qing Ran thought of something, and the expression on her face gradually became condensed, and her tone was as cold as an ice cellar, "Song Zian, is that you?"

    The breathing on the other side was a little heavier, but still no words were spoken.

    "I will die if you don't speak."

    "Farewell." Song Zian's voice came, seemingly filled with infinite fatigue, "It's me."

    He said, "I just missed you so much, so I wanted to hear your voice. Now that I have heard it, I am satisfied." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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