The nurse happened to come back with a plate. The two of them hurriedly made way. When the door was pushed open, Jiahe stood in this position and could see the window. He took a panic look. He was still in that position, but his face was much worse. When he saw the nurse coming in, he just stretched out an arm and listened to the phone intently.

"What's so important?" Jiahe blurted out and felt that it was inappropriate.

"I don't know either," Aqing whispered, "but, listening to the phone call between Teacher Yi and his lawyer, the company is handed over, and it may be a divorce, and it will be for Tianchu." She said seriously, and the complaints in her eyes were obvious.

It would be fine if I didn't listen, but it became even more embarrassing when I heard it.

Jiahe forced a smile: "This is privacy, don't say it."

When she called, she realized that Xiao Ou had been called back temporarily, so she could only call Qiao Qiao again. She looked like an adult was not caring about the villain and said that she would let her bask in the sun downstairs for a while. Jiahe could only walk downstairs, watching several reporters carrying cameras smoking downstairs, vaguely talking about the names of Yi Wenze and Tianchu...

The hospital gate was very crowded. She was afraid that Qiao Qiao would not see her, so she stood outside the gate, stepping on the cement edge of the flower bed ten centimeters high, inserting her pockets, looking at each other or a pair of people boredly, looking at their expressions, and compiling the stories behind them, as if they were professional practice.

"Jiahe." Qiao Qiao called her in Shanghai dialect and honked her horn.

Jiahe didn't get excited for a moment. After seeing her for a while, she realized it and hurried into the car.

"I've been calling you for a long time," Qiao Qiao complained, "What are you thinking? It's causing everyone to look at me."

"I want to have a new script." Jiahe responded casually, took out the cold coffee from the plastic bag and took a sip.

Because the nameplate of the production company was placed on the front windshield, the reporters at the gate looked over and took the camera and looked at it twice. After confirming that it was only two women he didn't know, they put down the camera and continued to chat in a low voice.

Qiao Qiao laughed and said that she would have brought Liao Jing to her if she had known it. She had a scene where the male and female protagonists fell in love because of the drama, and the old love was unwilling to visit frequently. The investors in both dramas must have been very happy. She was just talking happily, but the security guard had already come to shoot the car door and reminded the car to block the door, so she started the car and left the hospital.

Unobstructed along the way.

"Correstoring the train ticket for me, I'm going back to Shanghai." Jiahe looked at the houses on both sides quickly retreating, and remembered every unnutritious sentence between him and Yi Wenze just now...

"Your idol has surgery tonight, and there are 24 hours of ICU. Are you really willing to leave?" Qiao Qiao quickly overtook the car and joked casually.

"The phone is broken, I have to go back and buy a new one. There is still something wrong with Beijing." Seeing that she was driving too hard, Jiahe took out the seat belt and took it for a long time to lock it up.

"It's good to go back," Qiao Qiao turned the steering wheel and turned into a small path. "Anyway, the shooting is almost done. When Yi Wenze can get out of bed in two months, he will only add a few shots. You are also a waste of time here."

Qiao Qiao said a few more words, asking Jiahe to go back to Shanghai to see her house or something. Jiahe listened absent-mindedly, staring at the path in front of her, always feeling familiar. Until she saw the sign of the tea restaurant, she realized that this was the place where she had breakfast with her idol that day and was photographed?

Because the tickets were approaching Qingming Festival, the tickets were a little nervous. It was the second day that Jiahe had received the ticket, and the train was at 6 o'clock in the evening. Just as she threw the greeting into the car and got into the passenger seat, Ah Qing was getting out of another car and walked towards the hotel lobby.

"Aqing," Qiao Qiao stopped and called her, "How is Teacher Yi?"

Aqing turned around and searched for a long time before he found Qiao Qiao in the car. He immediately smiled brightly: "I've transferred to the ordinary ward and I'm in good condition. I started talking about the new script as soon as I came out."

Qiao Qiao said, then whispered to Jiahe: "Don't you call and say hello?"

Jiahe gave her a blank look, immediately picked up the cell phone borrowed by Qiao Qiao, dialed the phone number from Beijing, and began to whisper her schedule and set the meeting time.

The car bumped all the way to Yiwu Railway Station, and the sky was completely dark.

Jiahe pulled her luggage to the train station. When she was crowded with people, she saw the reminder that the train was wrongly ordered, so she could only find a seat to sit down. There were people everywhere in front of her, either making phone calls or chatting in a low voice. All kinds of accents were connected in a row. It was not until the third time when she was bored and the train was matched with the display screen that she felt that she should call to greet her. After all, she had visited her yesterday, and he helped her a lot.

It was not until she took out her cell phone that she remembered that she actually didn't have Yi Wenze's phone call. She hesitated and sent a message to Qiao Qiao.

After a while, the text message came back, which was a string of numbers, plus a joke from Qiao Qiao.

The green numbers gradually became a row on the screen. When she pressed the dial button, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The constant beeping sound is busy.

Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief, unable to tell whether it was a loss or a glory. When she hung up the phone, she found that the abortion suddenly began to move. The waiting on the display screen turned into a ticket check. She quickly pulled up the boxes and followed the abortion. The ticket checkout was very narrow, and she could only pass one row of people, but she squeezed three rows. She finally got the hole, but when she took out the ticket, her phone rang.

"Hurry, okay?" The person behind him urged impatiently.

Jiahe hurriedly handed the ticket out and rushed through the ticket gate. The abortion was heading in one direction, but she pulled the box against the current, hid in a corner, and quickly pressed her phone in her ears.

"Hello." There was Yi Wenze's voice over there.

"Teacher Yi, it's me." Jiahe blocked his other ear and let himself hear it clearly.

He seemed to be laughing, "Have you arrived at the train station?"

"Yeah, I was checking the tickets just now."

"Have you got on the bus yet?"

"Um."

"Wait," Yi Wenze seemed to be talking. He whispered in Cantonese and said sorry, and then said to this side, "You can talk while walking."

Jiahe was embarrassed and responded to the saying "Oh," and found that the abortion had begun to decrease. He immediately pulled the box and caught up with the flow.

“How many people are there at the train station?”

"A lot, it's too late, I've been waiting for a long time." Jiahe Ben wanted to say more words so that he wouldn't hear his nervousness, but found that he was talking nonsense that had nothing to do with him... The wheels at the bottom of the box made a clattering sound, and there were fewer and fewer people in front of her. She had to look up to find the location of the car, and found that she was in unlucky in the last section and had to walk the farthest road.

The flight attendant stood aside and chatted in two or two, and the kind-hearted ones urged Jiahe to leave quickly.

Yi Wenze seemed to hear it there and didn't say anything. It was not until Jiahe entered the car and let out a sigh of relief that he asked, "Are you getting in the car?"

"Well," Jiahe held the phone and avoided people, "Sorry, Teacher Yi, I'll find a seat first." Because it was late, the car had already started to move slowly.

"good."

She walked to the seat and a big boy next to her saw that she was small and obviously couldn't lift the box. He immediately got up and put on the handle. She said thank you, and then sat down against the window: "I'm fine."

“How long does the train take?”

"It's about two hours."

"I have a friend here, I just came from Shanghai," the voice over there became a little blurry, intermittent, Jiahe pressed the phone hard before he could barely hear it clearly, "In the afternoon--"

Silently, the phone completely broke.

Jiahe looked at his cell phone in a daze. The electricity was full...

The big boy beside him saw her like this and immediately smiled: "Little girl, once the high-speed rail is opened, the signal is very poor."

Jiahe glanced at him dumbly. He was obviously a student who had just graduated from university. Because he was small, he actually called himself a little girl... "It's because of his fast speed?"

The man nodded, picked up the magazine in front and started to look through: "It's okay, get off the train and call you, your boyfriend will definitely understand."

...

Jiahe was speechless.

It was a disadvantage of high-tech. The speed was not much higher, but the price was much higher. Even the signal flew into outer space. She put her phone on her legs and began to think about what Yi Wenze was going to say, but she had no idea. After driving for almost half an hour, most people fell asleep. Only some young people were talking in a low voice. She wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, so she simply bought a cup of Nestlé Instant Coffee to refresh her mind. In this way, she wrapped the hot cup around her palm and looked at the night view.

Suddenly a text message came in and clicked it casually, with only a simple line of words:

Maybe the signal is bad and it can't be reached. Get off the bus and call you.

She looked at it three times before she came to her senses.

The big boy beside him was already asleep, and the magazine was spread aside. Jiahe picked up pages and flipped it. While reading, she sighed that she was a college graduate, and she was actually carrying gossip magazines. As she flipped through, she was attracted by the large photos on the page. It was a photo of Tian Chu and the Taiwanese singer. The title was still eye-catching and shocking: Brother K spoke for the first time, saying that he was just a common cooperative relationship with Tian Chu.

She looked carefully and turned to the next page. It was a standard gossip format, listing the love history of Tian Chu and Yi Wenze by time. Hong Kong paparazzi really had the spirit of studying and dug out the details of the past two years one by one. Finally, they also listed what Gu Yu and herself said. According to friends, the two signed an agreement to divorce half a year ago, but the formal procedures have not been completed.

The few meetings between her and Tian Chu and her high-profile appearance in the hospital may be a sign of reunion...

"Little girl, do you like Yi Wenze too?" The big boy suddenly woke up. Seeing her staring at Yi Wenze's news, he couldn't help but smile, "At your age, you should like fast boys, it's really a unique taste. When he became famous, I was in elementary school, but I didn't expect to be popular until now. Unfortunately, I didn't have the momentum of the past, so I could only rely on scandals to gain positions."

Jiahejing glanced at him: "When he became famous, I had already graduated from junior high school."

The big boy whispered and grabbed his hair in a mess: "Sorry, sister."

Well, she admitted that her sister made her chest tightness because she was called by her own...

In this way, I held my phone in my hand all the way to Shanghai and never left.
Chapter completed!