One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Eight Determination (I)

She felt that if she talked to him, her condition might be aggravated. She lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and pushed him out of the ward. After taking two steps, she turned back and stuffed the flowers he brought into his arms, "Go away! I'll pretend you've never been here! I'll never marry you anyway!"

"Hey! Let me go, I have legs!" Chi Huan yelled. It was the first time he had been driven away by a girl.

Before he left the ward, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. When Song Zhixing heard the sound, he was startled and all his movements stopped abruptly.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped moving, Chi Huan looked at her suspiciously, and did not answer the phone immediately, just holding the flowers and preparing to go out. Song Zhixing came to his senses, ran to the door of the ward in two steps, leaned against the closing door, spread his hands, and stopped him.

Chi Huan snorted, "Do you regret it?"

"Yes, I do regret it." Song Zhixing apologized with a smile, "Um...your phone keeps ringing, don't you want to answer the phone?"

Chi Huan thought she was very strange, especially that smile, which made him feel creepy. However, the phone kept ringing. Chi Huan took out his phone and glanced at it. It was the old man at home, who must be asking about his meeting with Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing leaned against the door panel and didn't let Chi Huan leave anyway. Chi Huan was talking on the phone, using the J language, and she couldn't understand a word. It didn't matter, she was not interested anyway, she was interested in the phone in his hand.

Chi Huan had been talking on the phone with his back to her, but he felt like a thorn in his back the whole time. After hanging up the phone, he turned his face and saw that she had been staring at the phone in his hand.

He put the phone behind his back, "You don't want to rob me, do you?"

"...If I really want to, will you give it to me?" How could Song Zhixing still have the same attitude as before? 360° turn, that's what she is like.

"Don't even think about it!" Chi Huan put his phone back in his pocket, "I have to go now, bye."

"No!" Song Zhixing dragged him.

"Let go!" He impatiently broke her hand. Song Zhixing started to play tricks, and she didn't care, and climbed Chi Huan's arm with both hands, "If you lend me your phone, I will make a call! If you don't lend it, I won't let you go today!"

"...What are you doing, men and women should not be intimate."

"Don't you want to marry me? If you give me a phone call, I will tell my grandfather that I won't marry you. If you don't call me,

I will go back and say I want to marry you!"

Chi Huan was amused by her, "Can you be so shameless for a phone call?"

"What is morality? Can it be used as money, can it be used to make calls, and can it let me leave this damn place?" Song Zhixing became more and more frustrated and manic as she spoke.

I almost lost my life because of the trouble, but in the end I couldn't even make a phone call. This is really a frustrating thing.

Chi Huan found it quite interesting to see her getting excited like chicken blood for a while and then looking downcast for a while. He didn't leave in a hurry, but left her and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

"Do you want to make a phone call?" He sat like a big boss, very proud.

"Yeah." When Song Zhixing heard him ask, she immediately seemed to see the dawn, and didn't care about his attitude, and greeted him with great joy.

"Okay, then put the flowers in first."

Song Zhixing quickly put the flowers in the vase at the head of the bed. Thinking of his beautiful phone call, the flowers became brighter for a while. Even that annoying guy became much more handsome.

"I'm a guest after all, pour me a cup of tea."

Song Zhixing knew that this guy was just making things difficult for her. Although she was weak now, she still had strength. She poured him a cup of tea and complained softly, "It's too much to torture even patients."

"What did you say?" Chi Huan took the water and glanced at her.

"Nothing. I said, if you can lend me your phone to make a call, you will be my greatest benefactor! I will remember you forever."

Chi Huan found it funny that she had a grudge that she couldn't vent. He didn't really make things difficult for her. He took the phone out of his pocket and threw it to her. Song Zhixing almost cried while holding the phone.

She was so excited that her fingers were shaking. "You...your phone can dial international numbers, right?"

"Of course." Chi Huan thought she was asking nonsense. Which phone can be so backward that it can't make international calls? Unless it's a bumpkin.

Song Zhixing was so happy to hear this that she almost jumped up.

She held the phone, quickly pressed a series of numbers that were very familiar, and shrank into the corner. She was originally sick, but now she was energetic. Listening to the "beep" sound on the phone, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.

She hadn't contacted Tang Yu for a long time...

For the first time, she knew that just making a phone call could make people so nervous.

However, she waited and waited, and when she thought the phone would be connected, the phone kept making a "beep" sound. In the end, the beeping sound stopped, and only a series of J-language words that she couldn't understand were left.

She hung up the phone and continued to call.

She called three times in a row, but the other party didn't answer. As a result, there were a few short "beep beep" sounds on this side, and the phone screen suddenly went black.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhixing was anxious, and her fingers pressed several times, but the screen didn't light up again. She was annoyed and couldn't help complaining, "What kind of phone do you have? It's broken!"

Chi Huan looked at her like a psychopath, "Miss, have some common sense, it's out of battery."

"Did you bring a charger?"

"I'm here to visit a patient, why would I bring a charger?"

When Song Zhixing heard this, she threw the phone back to him and lay down on the bed helplessly. Because of the huge gap, the joy and expectation just now turned into a greater loss. This feeling is really terrible!

She went to great lengths, but in the end, she didn't even hear his voice, not even a "hello".

The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt, the more desperate she felt. She was afraid that she would really live like this forever. For a moment, she was so sad that tears were about to come out.

"Hey, you're not crying, are you?" Chi Huan came over and patted her on the shoulder.

It would have been better if she didn't ask. Once she asked, Song Zhixing couldn't hold back her emotions. She started crying, buried her face in the bed, and just waved Chi Huan's hand away, "Don't bother me."

"I didn't let the phone run out of battery, you can't blame me."

"Go away, I want to be alone for a while."

"Hey! You used me and then kicked me out? Where did your dog-legged strength go?"

"You're so annoying." Song Zhixing was so upset now that she really didn't have the energy to deal with Chi Huan anymore. She pushed Chi Huan out.