Qin Zhi'ai had already drank a cup of coffee, but Gu Yusheng hadn't arrived yet .
She took out her phone and gave Gu Yusheng a call . No one answered .
Qin Zhi'ai frowned, thinking that maybe Gu Yusheng was driving and couldn't answer the call, so she put down her phone and ordered another cup of coffee .
To kill time during the long wait, Qin Zhi'ai randomly took a magazine off the bookshelf in the cafe . Sitting on a sofa in corner, she thumbed through the magazine, feeling very bored .
Qin Zhi'ai had even read the advertisements word for word, but Gu Yusheng still hadn't arrived .
Qin Zhi'ai picked up her phone and took a glance at it to check the time . It was close to seven .
She had been waiting there for more than two hours . Why hadn't he come yet? Was he tied up with business, or . . . ?
Thinking about it, Qin Zhi'ai redialed Gu Yusheng's telephone number . As before, the phone rang until it finally turned into a busy tone, still unanswered .
Was she being stood up by him again?
Her great joy at going to Shanghai to see him was fading away little by little .
It was very noisy in the airport, but she seemed to be unable to hear any sound, just staring blankly at her phone .
Time passed from 7:05 to 7:15, then to 7:25, and finally to 7:35 . Gu Yusheng still hadn't called her back or sent a message to her .
It was the third time that Qin Zhi'ai had picked up her phone to call him . Still, no one answered .
She hung up, then dialed for the fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time, and the seventh . . . She was like a possessed robot, repeatedly hanging up and redialing, having no idea how many times had she repeated this movement . She continued until there was a warning from her phone that its power was at less than twenty percent . She blinked, a little pale, taking out a portable power source from her bag . After charging her phone, she numbly stared at the screen for a moment and then gave Gu Yusheng another call .
The phone had rung several times, but no one answered . Just as Qin Zhi'ai was about to hang up and give up completely, the ringing sound was broken and over the phone came a strange man's voice . "Hello . "
But it's not Gu Yusheng? Qin Zhi'ai frowned for several seconds, finally saying, "Hello . "
After a pause, Qin Zhi'ai asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm from the Ministry of Public Security . Are you a loved one of this phone's owner?" The contact name in his phone was very intimate—little troublemaker—so it had to be his girlfriend or wife .
Qin Zhi'ai became inexplicably panicked, hesitating for a while, then answered, "Yes . "
"Miss, listen to me . The owner of this phone was washed away by the river while saving lives . We've sent people to look for him, but we haven't found him yet . I'm afraid the situation isn't optimistic . . . "
Bang! Qin Zhi'ai's phone suddenly dropped on the coffee table . The sound drew attention from the surrounding people, who then cast sidelong glances at her .
"Hello? Miss, are you still listening? Miss? Miss?"
The man had been talking for quite a while over the phone before she began to blink stiffly . Finally, Qin Zhi'ai came back to herself, her hands trembling . She picked up the phone and replied in a dry voice, "Yes . " Then she asked worriedly, "Where did the accident happen?"
"It happened in A city, over the Qin River, close to the G30 exit . " As the man was telling her the location over the phone, Qin Zhi'ai stood up quickly, took several hundred yuan out of her bag, and put the bills on the table . She rushed out of the cafe with her bag, heading for the taxi waiting area .
Chapter end
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