Lin Feng's soul transmigrated to 1940, activating the Guerrilla System (Guerrilla warfare, protracted war, fight to the death against the Japanese devils!).
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After saying that, Su Ziai got up and went back to her room.
Lin Lanzhi watched Su Ziai's departing figure, sighed, and murmured:
"She's such a grown-up, and she still doesn't know how to take care of herself. It's so worrying!"
Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Lin Lanzhi felt even more melancholy.
After breakfast, Lin Lanzhi escorted Su Ziai downstairs.
Su Ziai stood at the door, watched the car leave, and then turned and went inside.
As Su Ziai walked towards the bedroom, she wondered what she could do to pass the time.
Suddenly I remembered my job.
During this period of time, apart from taking care of Lin Lanzhi, Su Ziai has not done anything else.
Su Ziai took out her phone and made a call.
Hello! Who is this?
A clear and melodious voice came from the other end of the phone; it sounded so familiar.
There was silence on the other end of the line.
Su Ziai hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked:
"Are you Chen Yue?"
Su Ziai asked somewhat nervously.
"It's me."
A cheerful laugh came from the other end of the phone, "Su Ziai, how did you get my number? I remember we never really kept in touch before!"
Chen Yue's tone was full of surprise.
"I've been so busy taking care of Aunt Lin lately that I've neglected you. I'm really sorry!"
Su Ziai said apologetically.
"I don't mind. I was worried you wouldn't want to talk to me."
"Of course not, how could I ignore you? You know I haven't had a moment's peace these past few days, so..."
Before Su Ziai could finish speaking, Chen Yue interrupted her, "I understand, no need to explain. I'm already very happy that you can take the time to take care of my mother."
"Thank you."
Su Ziai said sincerely.
"Alright, don't be so polite. We're friends, no need to stand on ceremony. Just let me know if you need any help."
Chen Yue said boldly.
"Okay, then you go ahead and get back to work. I'll hang up now."
Su Ziai said politely.
"Bye-Bye!"
Chen Yue hung up the phone with a smile.
Su Ziai felt a warm glow in her heart as she listened to the busy tone on her phone.
Since she came back to life, no one has treated her like Chen Yue.
She had many good friends throughout her life, but now she only has one left...
Thinking of this, Su Ziai felt a lump in her throat and a mix of emotions welled up inside her. She couldn't help but blame herself for never taking the initiative to contact Chen Yue all these years and make her worry about her.
Su Ziai was lost in thought the whole way, and soon arrived at the entrance of Lin Lanzhi's residential area.
Su Ziai took her bag and walked into the residential area.
Su Ziai rang the doorbell at Lin Lanzhi's house.
Who is it?
A middle-aged woman poked her head out of the kitchen and asked.
"Hello, I'm looking for Aunt Lin. Is she home?"
Su Ziai asked politely.
"Oh, it's Xiao Ai! I'll go get her right now!"