Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 447 Unexpected Calls
What came into view on the screen of the mobile phone was a string of unfamiliar numbers without notes.

Nan Yi swiped to answer, holding the phone to her ear: "Hello, hello."

Han Li silenced his voice at the right time. He only ate half of the cake on the table. He picked out some cherries that Nan Yi liked and put them on her plate.

He leaned over and clearly heard a low-pitched male voice coming from the receiver: "Nan Yi, happy birthday."

The voice seemed familiar, but Han Li couldn't recognize it for a while.

he can't remember where he heard it
Nan Yi heard it immediately.

The smile on the corner of the mouth was a little more pleasant: "How do you know my birthday?"

There was six or seven seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Maybe he didn't know how to speak, or maybe he couldn't speak at all, his tone was several times heavier than before, and the boy's vague and hoarse voice slowly entered his ears with the sound of the wind outside: "I wish you for him."

Han Li sat back in his original position, unable to hear the voice on the phone, and could only judge the content of their conversation through Nan Yi's expression and words.He had no intention of snooping, but the little girl smiled so happily, happier than at any time tonight.

The young man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, propped his forehead with one hand, and couldn't help listening for a while more interestingly.

He heard Nan Yi reply: "What else did he say?"

The little girl smiled and rolled her eyes, and the amber eyes were shining with waves.

The boy on the other end of the phone stood in front of the window of the hospital ward and saw the brilliant fireworks over the city through the huge glass. He didn't think it was beautiful, but felt that the moment the fireworks dissipated was their final destination.

There was a touch of heaviness and deep thought in his eyes, and his amorous peach blossom eyes were no longer in shape. At ten o'clock, the fireworks show ended. When the last firework passed away, he extinguished the cigarette butt that was about to burn to the end, and answered Nan Yi's question. Question: "Just this one sentence."

The boy really only asked him to bring a sentence: Nan Yi, happy birthday.

One more sentence.

He was afraid of burdening the princess.

"Okay, got it, thank you."

The little girl's uncontrollable laughter came to the eardrums through the earpiece.

Whether it's a deliberate or sincere smile, you can tell when you hear it, the princess really shouldn't get involved with them, the boy said, his tone is more serious than ever: "Nanyi, happy birthday, this sentence is mine."

Without waiting for a thank you from the little girl, he hung up the phone on his own.

There is an artificial lake downstairs in the hospital. The boy opened the window, and the cool breeze came in at night, blowing away the last bit of soot on the window sill.

Throwing the mobile phone into the artificial lake with all his strength, he said 'fuck it' to the night, and the boy who had already changed his hospital gown turned around and left the ward without looking back.

He didn't close the window.

At the same time as the smell of smoke dissipated, the wind also blew the thin envelope on the bedside table.

The word Nanyi on the envelope is very clear under the light, but it is also lonely.

Not much money.

Not enough to pay the medical bills, not enough to pay the billiard hall rent.

But it was his entire net worth.

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Nanyi's phone call ended quickly.

Han Li watched helplessly as the smiling eyes of the little girl on the opposite side gradually filled with tears.

She blinked, teardrops crackling down.

Han Li sat up straight in an instant, panicked: "Xiao Nanyi"

Nan Yi is still laughing and crying.

Stuff the sweet cherries that Han Li picked out for her into her mouth one by one.

The sweet taste mixed with the salty taste, and she smiled at Han Li while eating, as if to prove how happy she is.

Stimulated by her tears, his mind was sober, and in the blink of an eye, the boy suddenly remembered who the voice on the phone was from.

Ning Zhixu's best brother.

Chen Ange.

(End of this chapter)