Chapter 347 (2/2)

Jiang se took a deep breath and forced the water in his eyes back.

Feng Zhongliang feels lonely. In fact, she is, too. The weather is gloomy outside. She takes out her mobile phone and dials Pei Yi's telephone number. She wants to hear Pei Yi's voice at this time, even if she knows clearly that the call may not be able to get through.

Fortunately, his mobile phone was on. After a few rings, Pei Yi unexpectedly picked up the phone:

”rustle?”

There was joy in his tone, some panting, some noisy surroundings. He seemed to be in the classroom.

”Am I disturbing you?”

Jansser asked, and he quickly said:

”no, No

There was someone calling his name, but he didn't seem to hear it. A sound of pushing a chair sounded. He got up in a hurry and left the environment. It was a lot quieter. He was worried:

”wife, what's the matter?”

There was something wrong with her voice. It seemed that she had just cried. Pei Yi could not understand what kind of character she was. She had known her for so many years and rarely saw her cry.

”What's going on?””Who bullied you?” he said

”You bullied me.”

What he said made janser cry. She was lying on the steering wheel, and the tears began to flow out in fear:

”why do you recognize me at once?”

If Pei Yi didn't recognize her too quickly, maybe she would not feel so eager for her grandfather's delay in recognizing her.

If it wasn't for Pei Yi's love for her too much, maybe she would not feel extremely disappointed with the current situation.

She knows that Pei Yi likes her and relies on Pei Yi to like her. She knows that he will tolerate her willfulness and temper. She is quick and quick to criticize:

”why do you want to find me? I hate you the most!”

Her words made Peiyi's face a little pale, and listening to her cry, he felt as if he had been violently pulled by others, which was painful.

If anyone in the world didn't want her to suffer, it must be him. He liked her so much. Her sobbing voice made Peiyi's eyebrows wrinkle.

”Don't hate me, thuse...”

His tone became softer and softer. He reached across the microphone and stroked the corner of his mobile phone, which seemed to relieve his pain in his heart, and also seemed to soothe her in silence:

”I beg you, don't hate me.”

He lowered his voice, and there was a rustling sound in his ears, like a feather blowing on the receiver, and a breeze blowing through her hair tips. He was mixed with the voice of pleading:

”how can I not recognize my baby?” His words made her tears flow more quickly, and he still said:

”you are different from others. You are unique in my heart and no one can replace you. What I regret most is that I didn't recognize you when I first saw you. Do you remember when you were a freshman in military training? I'm going to the military training camp with my third uncle. You stand under the tree and look at me

She didn't say a word, but her expression was a little complicated at the time. ”I thought later, I thought it was a signal from you.”