Pei Yucheng's gaze fell on Ning Ruyan's wrist, which was wrapped in thick white gauze, and then he said, "The servants will do these things. You should have a good rest."
Ning Ruyan: "This is Country A, someone else's territory. Plus, a terrorist attack just happened. How dare I let someone else make soup for you?! I feel more at ease if I do it myself."
Ning Ruyan passed the soup to Pei Yucheng again, saying, "Don't you feel like drinking it? But I stewed it for a long, long time. Even if you have no appetite, you should at least have a sip."
Pei Huaijin was beside him, getting anxious: "Brother, hurry up and take it and drink it. If I hadn't been so full from the dog food, I could have drunk at least three bowls."
After hesitating for a long time, Pei Yucheng finally took it.
But I didn't drink much.
Ning Ruyan said to Pei Huaijin, "There's plenty of soup. If you want to drink three bowls, that's enough."
Pei Huaijin's eyes suddenly sparkled: "Is there one for me?!"
Ning Ruyan: "Of course."
Pei Huaijin said: "I'm not as polite as my brother, so I won't be polite."
As Pei Huaijin rolled up his sleeves and gulped down his soup, he couldn't help but chatter, "My sister-in-law is worthy of being my sister-in-law. The soup she stews is simply too fragrant. It's even better than the one stewed by the chef at Pei's residence."
Finally, Pei Huaijin said, "Brother, is there any woman in this world who cares about you more than your sister-in-law?! In two months, after you get married, you must treat her well and never let her suffer any injustice..."
Hearing this.
Pei Yucheng, who was holding a spoon between his fingers, suddenly darkened his eyes. Then, he subconsciously glanced at the black screen of his phone placed on the sofa beside him...
…
At two o'clock in the morning in Country A, the snow was falling even harder.
Pei Yucheng was buried in the rubble for three full days. Except for the period when he was in a coma at the beginning of the terrorist attack, he never closed his eyes.
It's not that I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until rescue.
It's not even about fear of death.
But... I'm worried that I'll never see the person I care about again.
now.
After being admitted to the hospital, the guards from the Pei and Lian families were piled up layer upon layer.
Completely safe.
Logically speaking, after the nerves relax, one will feel extremely tired and sleepy.
However.
Pei Yucheng couldn't sleep at all.
He stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the snow falling outside, his mind empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
until.
He faintly heard his phone vibrate, and at that moment he unconsciously opened WeChat, he realized belatedly that he had been waiting for Ji Yuqi's message of condolence.
Don't talk about the phone.
At least there is some information.
However, at this moment, the WeChat chat with Ji Yuqi was still stuck at the time when the terrorist attack broke out. She asked him "What?!" in WeChat. There was indeed no other message at all. Pei Yucheng's dark eyes became extremely deep and cold, and he couldn't help but want to laugh at himself.
Especially when I glanced at the message in my message input field, which I had edited but not sent out in time.
Before Xu Ze urgently pushed him into the lounge of the president's office, the floor-to-ceiling windows, which had been polished to an extremely bright shine, reflected three rapidly approaching planes that were getting larger and larger.
She was about to crash into him, but at that moment, he was not thinking about escaping. His mind was filled with the desire to tell her: [Ji Yuqi, take good care of Pei Nianzhi...]
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