Fool stand-in

chapter 191: EXTRA 05 redundant

xiao yan stared at the calendar and waited for yin jingnan to return.

the day yin jingnan left was october 28th, and in a week, he should have returned on november 4th.

xiao yan broke his hand to count the days, and when he was bored, he opened the door and looked at the empty courtyard in a daze, thinking that when yin jingnan was not there, time passed so slowly.

seven days had passed, and the people he had been hoping for the stars and the moon for had finally come back, and that day the whispers had risen extra early, and he had been so excited all day.

he learned a few fresh dishes on tv these days, it was very complicated to make, but it tasted excellent, xiao yan prepared chinese food, sat on the edge of the meal and waited, yin jingnan did not come back, xiao yan was not discouraged, dinner was still waiting, but the man still did not come back.

maybe i went to the company after returning home.

if only he could speak, he could ask yin jingnan where he was.

there is a landline at home.

xiao yan knew yin jingnan's number.

but he never fights, and when he is face to face, he can barely communicate with each other in sign language, and in the earpiece, he can only make a monotonous 'ah-ah' sound, which is not good at all, even if he is in a hurry, yin jingnan still can't understand what he wants to express.

from the eighth day of waiting for yin jingnan to return home, xiao yan often stayed by the landline in the living room downstairs and stared, he really wanted to listen to the other party's voice, but he even needed courage to dial the phone.

yin jingnan was very annoyed with him when he was at home, and perhaps he didn't want to be disturbed when he was outside.

he was a liability.

he can't cause trouble for others. <

the days go by day by day.

on the morning of november 7th, it was pouring rain outside, and the wind blew the branches to the east and west, and the sky was gray and thunderous, and even the inside of the house was very dark.

xiao yan was awakened by a huge thunderclap, and a cold sweat came out of his back.

he has been wandering outside for a long time, in fact, he is not afraid of rain and thunder, but the people who have concerns in their hearts are different, and they will worry about whether the person is safe and smooth outside.

he sat up hard, lifted the quilt and got out of bed and ran downstairs, and when he returned to god, he was already standing in front of the landline and dialed yin jingnan's phone.

after about ten seconds, the phone was answered.

"hello?"

"is it a whisper?"

the familiar low tone came from the earpiece into the eardrum of the whisper, and he did not say a word, and the hand holding the telephone machine involuntarily tightened, and his eyes were red.

actually, there are many things i want to say.

but he couldn't even do such a simple thing.

it doesn't matter, as long as the other person is safe.

time in britain is seven hours slower than in china, where yin jingnan is more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and after a day of shooting, he is preparing to lie down after bathing and resting, when he receives a call from his home landline.