Chapter 99 He Doesn't Love Me (11)

  "Hmm...I don't know..." Xia Mu Cheng's reply was somewhat ambiguous, and I didn't think much of it as I continued to gaze down at the entire landscape of Saint Edward.

  It's been flying for over ten minutes, and I can no longer see that distant school, so I reluctantly withdrew my gaze.

  Suddenly, I felt the plane shaking slightly, a helicopter caught up from the side and flew alongside for tens of seconds before gradually pulling away. My unintentional glance saw a scene that made me unable to calm down - the helicopter was where Han Sheng was sitting, and beside him...was actually Xiao Xueli, both of them chatting and laughing about something.

  I told myself that maybe I was seeing things, but when I turned to look at Xia Mu Cheng, his reaction made it impossible for me to deceive myself into thinking it was just my eyes playing tricks on me. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

  "Vivian, maybe it's just a coincidence." Xia Muju tried to comfort me in a flustered manner and could only come up with this forced explanation.

  I forced back the tears that were about to overflow, my voice still carrying an unmistakable sob, "Her name is Xiao Huli, she said I'm a thief, and she'll take him back!"

  "This is just her one-sided idea." Xia Mu Cheng opened his arms and pulled me into a hug, gently patting my back. His voice was filled with warmth as he said, "No one can control Han Sheng's thoughts, you should trust him, didn't he say 'I love you'?"

  "En, I believe him." Xiamu Cheng's breath was soothing, and I slowly closed my eyes, thinking that after going home, I would call Hanying to ask clearly. This should be just a occasional kindness, after all, they were childhood friends, and bringing her along was normal.

  But... I made nearly ten calls, and Han Sheng never picked up, with no one answering on the other end.

  I stayed in the house without going out, repeatedly dialing that familiar phone number, and as I dialed, I became more and more uneasy, so I finally threw my mobile phone aside and fell asleep with a covered head.

  The bright morning sunlight 'shot' into the house, I was woken up by the ringing sound, and happily sat up to find my phone.

  "Hey." I quickly flipped open the green keyboard and happily called out, "Hansheng?"

  "It's me, Bae Jung-min." Not the person I was waiting for, I felt like a deflated balloon, and realizing that the other end of the phone was still calling out to me, I put my phone back to my ear and asked, "What's up?"

  "Oh, I've fixed that phone, when are you free today?"

  "....en." I suddenly spaced out, recalling Park Jeong-min's question earlier, and replied in a casual tone, "This afternoon."

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