She sniffed, and her nose was fogged up with water droplets. She took out her phone and glanced at the screen.

The call was still going on, but he didn't say anything.

Are you having fun over there?

After a long while, his voice came through the receiver.

Ning Qiluo replied, "Happy."

"Then, do you miss me?"

"Just now someone asked me if you missed me, but you didn't answer me."

"Is there?"

"Of course there are." Ning Qiluo even helped him recall.

Jiang Yingchi seemed to realize this only then, and gave a meaningful "hmm," "I'm afraid that the longing I express won't be as deep as my true longing for you."

She had only been half-jokingly accusing him, but hearing his words, Ning Qiluo's heart was instantly filled with sweetness. She teased him, "I didn't know Uncle Jiang was so good at sweet talk."

She really enjoyed it when he expressed his love for her.

Although he used it in bed most of the time.

But she couldn't handle this kind of love; she preferred the sweet words he uttered. However, Uncle Jiang was always rather dignified.

“I haven’t defined this as a love confession; that’s your one-sided definition,” he said.

Ning Qiluo's happy smile vanished. "Can't you just let me be happy a little more?"

Jiang Yingchi said, "Even though we are now separated by distance, I still think of you constantly..."

Ning Qiluo immediately quieted down and listened to him finish speaking.

"Thinking of you, missing you, loving you."

Ning Qiluo's lips slowly curled up, then curled up higher and higher, Jiang Yingchi's words still echoing in her ears: "Aluo, this is what love talk is all about."

Ning Qiluo felt embarrassed this time, and her body didn't feel as cold as before. She hummed softly and then whispered, "Me too."

Gu Qi: "What are you too?"

Ning Qiluo: "Ah!!!"

Suddenly, Gu Qi's voice came from behind, startling Ning Qiluo. Her first reaction was to cover the receiver. Gu Qi looked down and saw that she was on the phone. She wondered what this little cutie was doing squatting here; her fingers were so cold from playing games.

He said apologetically, "Please continue, please continue."

He left after saying that.

After Gu Qi left, Ning Qiluo put the phone back to her ear, "That was a guest from our program, her name is Gu Qi..."

"Ning Qiluo, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Ah, I, I, I'll go to sleep right away."

Xiang Bei appeared from an unknown direction and was almost behind Ning Qiluo. Hearing Ning Qiluo's stammering voice, Xiang Bei grinned mischievously: "You're not doing something wrong, are you?"

Ning Qiluo immediately denied it: "Me? What could I have done wrong? I was just making a phone call."

"Oh, making a phone call? Sorry to bother you. But it's cold outside, I suggest you go inside to make the call. Director Pan said the temperature drops a lot at night."

Xiangbei is like an old woman, she never stops talking.

Ning Qiluo kept responding, occasionally smiling. Once she had walked far to the north, she put the phone to her ear.

"Now it's all right."

It seems like God is playing a joke on her, because another voice came:

"Yu Bao'er has a fever. What about the cold medicine the production team has prepared? Do they have any fever reducers?"

"Why would you have a fever? Your constitution is a bit weak."

"Sigh, Haicheng is like spring all year round. If you stay there for a long time, it's easy to feel overwhelmed when you come to Baishan all of a sudden."

I don't know who's speaking, but I can hear Kong Jinling's voice.

Ning Qiluo had to go check on her, and hurriedly said to Jiang Yingchi on the other end of the phone, "You should go to sleep early, I have to go check on Yu Bao'er."

He hung up the phone in a hurry after saying that.

(Jiang Yingchi: Why is it so hard to have a long phone call with my wife...)