Chapter 378, The Secret Love

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered..."

Cloud painting is a bit sorrowful.

She hesitated for a moment, paused for a dozen seconds after hanging up the phone, and dialed the phone of Bo Siqing again.

After three consecutive calls, no one answered.

It is not shut down, nor is it not in the service area, but it is not answered.

Is the phone forgotten somewhere?

Cloud painting pressed the dial button again, and after a second, she quickly hung up the phone.

She suddenly felt a little scared. If the phone was connected, the person who spoke to the opposite side was not him, but... but the gentle female voice...

Cloud painting clenched the phone.

After hesitating for a while, she edited a text message and sent it to the past: [A Qing brother, I received a notice from the coach of the Vatican, and I will go to the city training camp tomorrow. Just call you on the phone, no one is connected, so just send a text message to tell you. Um... I will take the last bus tonight, and I will report to the Van Coach tomorrow morning. I will not say goodbye to you face to face. 】

Modify and modify, delete and reduce.

I don't know how to get started, I don't know how to end it... just let it be.

After the cloud painting pressed the send button, my mother Jiang Yanqing had come over and told her to eat.

"Can't you go tomorrow morning? Do you have to take the evening bus?" Jiang Yanqing asked her while she was holding food.

Cloud painting smiled. "Don't worry, I have been there so many times. I will go directly to the hotel when I get off the bus, don't worry."

"You alone, I don't trust, no, I still go with you..."

"Mom, really don't need it!" Cloud painting is helpless. "Everything is so prepared, there is nothing to worry about. Rest assured."

"...a good hotel, safe. Remember to lock the door in the middle of the night, the door bolts are good, and whoever calls the door at night should not open!"

"Know it."

"When you train, listen to the coach of Van Gogh. If there is anything, call me quickly."

"Know it!"

"..."

Before the Chu Yu followed, Jiang Lanqing was not so worried. Now it is during the class, cloud paintings have to go to training for so many days, and people can’t have time...

Jiang Yan’s halal is one hundred unreliable.

Just then, the door of the room was suddenly ringed.

"Who?"

Jiang Yanqing quickly opened the door and opened the door. She immediately became a little surprised. "Small Secretary, how come you?"

The cloud painting suddenly looked up.

Sure enough, Bo Siqing stood on the door with a cane.

Cloud paintings quickly went over, with uncontrollable surprises in his eyes.

"I just... I want to call you to tell you, you didn't pick up..." The cloud painting whispered.

"The phone is muted and I haven't heard it." The voice of Bo Siqing is still clear.

Cloud painting nodded: "Oh... then, just to tell you, I will take the evening bus to Jiangcheng later, and the coach of Van Gogh asked me to go to the training camp."

"Yeah." Bo Siqing nodded. "See the text message."

"Oh." Cloud painting doesn't know what to say.

Jiang Yanqing rushed to let Bosi Qingjin come in. "Did you have dinner? Eat a little together..."

Cloud painting has already gone to a bowl of rice, took chopsticks and placed it in his usual position.

Bosiqing glanced at the tableware and turned to look at Jiang Yanqing: "Thank you, Auntie, I have eaten it. I came to say, I have something to go to Jiangshi, and I will take the cloud to the past. I will also make arrangements for the hotel. Auntie don't have to worry."

"Oh, little brother, this is too good, it’s too much trouble for you! I just worried about it. A girl goes out, how can people feel relieved. She still hasn’t let me follow..." Qing Song sighed. "I have you settled with her, I am really relieved."

(End of this chapter)