Chapter 1783

Lei Liting thought that Xiang jiu'er might have left Kyoto just to avoid him. He also had a fluke mind and thought that maybe he was just in time.

He wanted to make this call for a long time, since he heard that Xiang jiu'er went back to Z city with ilanyou.

But he hesitated until now.

I finally made this call.

He had fantasized about the countless versions of the phone after he got to jiuer.

Maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's always heartless version, maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's cold reply, maybe it's Xiang jiu'er's loudly scolding him, maybe it's

But he didn't expect Xiang jiu'er to hang up on his phone.

He panicked.

More flustered than when Xiang jiuer left Kyoto.

What does that mean?

Won't forgive him?

Still mad at him?

Don't want to talk to him?

Or She doesn't love him anymore?

Lei Liting holds the mobile phone and looks out of the window.

In a prosperous city, all people are busy with their own affairs. The cars come and go, and they are upset when they look at them.

Take a deep breath. Thunderbolt closed his eyes and felt a pain in his temple.

What he didn't expect happened like this, which caught him off guard.

He used to think he could handle everything, but now it seems that he can't do anything well.

This sense of frustration afflicted him with uneasiness.

At this time, the Secretary knocked on the door of the office: "boss, there is an email you need to deal with."

"Yes." Thunderbolt opened his eyes and said, "send it."

"It has been sent to your mailbox." The Secretary said, "it's encrypted. The secretary group hasn't deciphered it yet, so..."

Encrypt file Thunderbolt frowned and said, "I see. I'll decipher myself."

"OK." The Secretary answered and retired again.

Thunderbolt went to his desk, moved his mouse and clicked the mailbox icon on the computer desktop. There was an unread email when he opened it.

After the thunderbolt point opened, he saw the double encryption icon.

"What documents?" Thunderbolt was a little curious. He quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands and soon deciphered the email: "Bai Qiuwu?"

A little frown, thundering don't understand how this white Qiu Wu can send mail to himself?

After reading the email patiently, Lei Liting fell into deep thought and then dragged it to the recycling bin to crush it.

His eyes touched the mobile phone next to the computer, and he took a deep breath.

It seems that he has to go to Z City in person. Just in time, he can ask jiu'er about it.

He doesn't want to just give up, at least give him a reason.

Meanwhile, in yizhai, Z city. As soon as Xiang jiuer came out, Zhang Ya returned her cell phone: "I just got a strange number, and I hung up accidentally."

"Oh." Xiang jiuer didn't pay attention to it. He took a look at his mobile phone, and there was a sign saying "strange number, don't worry." Say a bit, then saw that a string of familiar numbers.

Seeing this number that has been familiar to my heart for a long time, I gave a click to jiuer's heart.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ya finds something wrong with jiuer and asks, "a very important phone call?"

"No." "To nine son immediately denied and then shook his head and smiled and said:" I just like how can there be so many advertising agencies and so on will call

"Some unscrupulous businesses will take out the user's mobile phone number." "It's really annoying," Zhang said

"Yes." Xiang jiu'er said to Zhang Ya, "let's go."

"Good." Zhang Ya smiled.

To nine children slightly low head, the smile on the face is slightly gathered up, but in the eyes flashed a touch of confusion and uneasiness.

She can't be sure about too many things, this time too.

As soon as the memory of that time was restored, she came to Z city with elan. For Xiang jiu'er, it was an escape and a time for her to think about it.

But at this time, she didn't think about it clearly. The phone call she didn't receive was like dropping a stone into a lake that she didn't intend to calm. It wasn't big, but the ripples aroused spread from the center of the lake to the lake.

"Nine?" Zhang Ya said a few words to Xiang jiu'er, but when he didn't answer to Xiang jiu'er, he called out curiously: "jiu'er? Are you ok? "

"Yes?" "I can eat anything," he said subconsciously

“……” Zhang Ya raised his eyebrow and said, "I'm talking about the price increase of gasoline. Are you sure you can eat gasoline?"

"Gasoline?" To nine son Leng Leng Leng stupidly shook his head to say: "gasoline is not good, this cannot eat."

"Well, it will be dead." Zhang Ya looked at Xiang jiu'er with a helpless expression and said, "are you sure? Is it sick? Is it too hot to adapt? "

"No." He shook his head and said, "nothing."

"Really nothing?" Zhang Ya asked.

"Yes." "But it's really hot. Why don't we go for an ice cream first?" he said with a smile

"Gasoline?" Zhang Ya asked with a smile.

"I hate it." Xiang jiu'er gave Zhang Ya a shoulder bump.

"Ha ha." Zhang Ya smiled and said, "you are out of your wits today. Are you really OK?"

"It's OK." "Maybe it's a little too hot, and I'm scared by the hot pot thing before," he said, reaching out to jiuer and holding his cheek

"I'll show you something good then." Zhang Ya said, "let's go shopping after eating."

"Good!" Xiang jiu'er smiles when he hears something to eat. For the time being, he forgets about thundering.

Go straight to the city to eat ice cream. After cooling off, Xiang jiu'er strolls in the mall with Zhang Ya by the arm.

Before long, Zhang Ya saw the figure of a man from afar. He walked straight to Zhang Ya and to jiu'er. He took a casual look at Zhang Ya and turned away from jiu'er.

After passing by, Zhang Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

But the man stood still, turning back as if to think of something, and said, "wait a minute."

“……” Zhang Ya knew that this man was talking about them, but she didn't want to stop at all to think about it, instead, she pulled her way to jiuer faster.

"Eh?" Xiang jiuer feels that Zhang Ya is curious to speed up, but he doesn't ask many questions just as Zhang Ya speeds up. Seeing this situation, the man immediately chased up and stopped in front of Zhang Ya and Xiang jiu'er: "what are you running for? What do you mean by shouting and running! "