On the way, he received a call from Qiao Chengfan.

The father and son were silent for a while before Qiao Chengfan took the initiative and said, "Good morning, Dad."

"morning."

"I'm going to school, the midterm exam is today."

"Well, take the exam well."

"Yes." Qiao Chengfan's voice was a little sad.

The father and son remained silent for a long time, neither knowing what to say to each other.

Qiao Chengfan actually didn't like this feeling. He still liked Lao Qiao in his heart. It would be better for him to talk back to Lao Qiao than to say nothing to anyone now.

But he knew that Lao Qiao was in a bad mood, even very sad, so he would not tell him about Little Yuzi crying at home, not wanting to make Lao Qiao even more sad.

After a long silence, Qiao Chengfan took the initiative and said: "Dad, I'm going to school, hang up the phone first. Remember to have breakfast, it's cold outside."

"I know, hang up the phone." Josnian said nothing more.

Putting away his mobile phone, he walked slowly on the road, occasionally looking up at the not-so-hot sunrise above his head.

The sun is warm.

The vehicles on the road passed by him, one after another, like a flowing water and a horse like a dragon.

The whole city is not noisy, but it also has a different kind of excitement.

Josnian felt empty in his heart, and there was endless sadness in his eyes, like a dark ancient pool with no bottom and no end.

"Good day, it's a sunny day today. If you wake up, I will take you to eat hot pot. You may want to go to the restaurant to eat it, or I may cook it for you." Josnian murmured, looking at the long street in the distance with blurred eyes.

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This long and wide street has no end as far as the eye can see.

Josnian's heart seemed to have stopped beating, without any ups and downs, and his face was haggard and pale.

The late autumn wind blew on him, making him feel chilly.

The scarf seemed to still have the aura of Ye Jiaqi. After a long time, he stood on the street, lowering his head in silence. There were traces of loss on his long eyelashes.

If you feel lost, there will ultimately be nothing you can do.

Josnian stood like this on the street for a long time, completely ignoring the looks from around him.

The sunshine stretched his figure very long, blending with the intertwined branches, making him desolate and lonely, cold and lonely.

Alone, alone.

It was not far from the hospital, but he walked for a long time, and every step was extremely heavy.

Josnian came up from the elevator with a hot breakfast in his hand.

Perhaps his eyes were too cold and indifferent. There were many nurses and doctors who knew him, but no one dared to take the initiative to say hello to him.

Josnian was not in the same mood and just strode to the ward.

He didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to be with Ye Jiaqi.

Probably a doctor came to check the ward, but the door to the ward was open but not closed.

Josnian frowned and pursed his thin lips. Didn't these people even know to close the door when they went in? It's so cold!

Half of Josnian's face was covered by a scarf, but it couldn't hide the coldness on his face.

He strode to the door of the ward with a dark face: "The temperature is so low today, and you don't know how to close the door when you enter? What should I do if the patient has a cold?!"

His voice was so loud that everyone in the ward heard it, including... Ye Jiaqi.

The doctor and nurse took Ye Jiaqi's temperature right next to the bed. When they heard the sound, they all turned their heads.

Ye Jiaqi, who was sitting on the pillow, also turned his head and looked at Josnian with his big clear but slightly dim eyes, his face a little pale.
Chapter completed!