The rich and powerful: I live with my boss

Chapter 164 I'm Cold, Yang Zixiao 4
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the clouds on the mountain were pressing down heavily, hovering over their heads with a mighty momentum, casting a layer of dark clouds on everyone's heart.

Qin Zhen took out his mobile phone, but there was still no signal.But she still dialed Manager Zhou's number over and over again.Regardless of whether she can be contacted or not, this is the only hope left in her heart.

She knew that Manager Zhou would never leave her alone.

But the call still couldn't be made, she looked at the numbers on the phone, flipped through them one by one, and finally landed on Lin Qian's number.

After a pause, she continued to scroll down, it was Ou Hao's.After hesitating for a while, she turned her head convulsively.I thought I still couldn't make a call, but I didn't expect the phone to hurt.

But there was only one sound, and Qin Zhen cut it off again in a hurry.As soon as it was cut off, there was no signal immediately.

Qin Zhen patted his heart, and his chest was beating very fast.

After a while, she continued to scroll down again, and then she saw Yang Zixiao's number.

Many times she thought about deleting the number from her phone, but for various reasons, she ended up keeping it.

But those reasons, looking at her now, even she herself finds it ridiculous.Maybe she just wanted to find an excuse to keep this number, this kind of excuse, as long as you look for it, you can always find it.

The rain came down quickly, and it was still relatively light at first, and Qin Zhen could barely endure it.But then it got bigger and bigger.Everyone with a car hid in the car, Qin Zhen was already soaked, and she couldn't find a place to hide, so she could only hide under a tree.

The rain was pouring down more and more, and other people's cars were crowded with people in twos and threes. At this time, no one was willing to drive Qin Zhen in, and she couldn't lick her face to ask for help.

Qin Zhen hid under the tree, drenched all over, huddled in a ball, still shivering from the cold.

Fortunately, the rain stopped shortly after, and Qin Zhen didn't care about his appearance anymore. Holding his wet clothes, he sat down on the ground.

The mobile phone was also wet, but fortunately she turned it off before it rained, and now it can be used after taking it out and drying it.The water on the hair and clothes kept dripping down, and soon formed a small stream around Qin Zhen.

She just sat on the ground with her knees tucked up, waiting for the phone to dry quickly so she could turn it on and call for help.Although it may not be successful, at least she has to let herself have a sustenance in her heart.

Otherwise she felt that she would die soon.

The sky has gradually darkened, and at this time, people's psychology will also become fragile.Qin Zhen sat on the ground, hugged her knees and looked at the distant sky. The sky had been dyed dark blue, and the last line of defense in her heart gradually became dim with the sky.

When the phone finally dried, she pushed the battery back in and turned it on.

The light on the screen turned on, and the faint light finally made the corners of her mouth curl up.She felt that her head gradually became a little heavy, and she felt dizzy and wanted to sleep.

But she will persist.

She dug out the phone book and dialed Manager Zhou's number several times, but she still couldn't get through.As if hearing a slight "chuckle", the cluster of small flames that were burning in my heart suddenly went out.

She knew that no one would receive her calls anymore, and she could only wait here alone for two days, maybe longer.Maybe everyone is anxious about her disappearance at this time, maybe they are also looking for her all over the world.

But no one would know she was here, and even if they knew, they wouldn't be able to get in.

But suddenly she wanted to hear their voices, anyone.She felt so uncomfortable in her heart, she wanted to cry, but when she looked up at the night sky, she felt that she couldn't cry no matter what.

She can only look at the phone screen, only there is a glimmer of light there, which can make her feel warmer.She flipped through the phone book several times, and finally, her eyes stopped on the word "Yang Zixiao".

She looked at those three familiar words, as if someone was looking at her.

Now she didn't want to call Lin Qian or Ou Hao, but she suddenly wanted to call him.Such feelings seem to be out of her control, very strong, with almost crazy obsession.

She finally couldn't take it anymore, tapped her fingertips, and the number was broadcast.

She knew that she would definitely not be able to fight, but she did it anyway, as if this was the only way to make herself feel at ease.

(End of this chapter)