"Co and check if the water temperature is too hot." Ling Yin suddenly stood up, turned around, and talked to Hua Hua.
But he noticed Hua Hua was staring blankly at him.
Ling Yin called him again, "Hua Hua."
Lost in his thoughts, Hua Hua didn’t hear. Ling Yin tapped his shoulder, only then did Hua Hua snap back to reality, a bit confused, his gaze empty as it fell on Ling Yin’s face, "Huh? Brother Ling, what did you say?"
Ling Yin felt a pang of sadness deep in his heart.
He patted Hua Hua’s shoulder three tis, "It’s alright, the water temperature is set, you can take a bath now. I’ll make you so ginger soup to drink after you finish bathing."
Hua Hua nodded, "Thanks." He then shook his head and asked, "Brother Ling, can I borrow your phone for a mont? I want to make a call."
Ling Yin left his phone with Hua Hua, and as he closed the door, he saw Hua Hua dialing a number, then the door shut completely. Ling Yin leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath as if he’d narrowly escaped a disaster.
Not to ntion Hua Hua, who was out of sorts; up to this point, Ling Yin himself hadn’t fully cald down.
And then he heard the conversation in the bathroom.
"Brother, it’s , Hua Hua."
"I lost my phone, so I’m using soone else’s phone."
"It’s nothing, just wanted to call and hear your voice."
Hua Hua really wanted to say that he almost t his end today, but afraid of worrying Gu Shaocheng, he swallowed his words back down, lying gradually in the bathtub, letting the warm water chase away the cold in his body, making idle chat with Gu Shaocheng on the phone.
"Brother, can you send a private jet to Barcelona to pick up?"
"Even the first-class cabin on a passenger plane isn’t as comfortable as a private jet. I’m just that precious, can’t bear hardship, don’t want to take a passenger plane. Is it okay? Please, brother... OK? I’ll take it as a yes..." Hua Hua lowered his eyes, shadows casting over them as he gradually adopted a playful tone, revealing a selling-cuteness deanor.
Outside the door, Ling Yin’s nose felt moist, and he walked to the kitchen.
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Gu Shaocheng hung up the phone.
He frowned slightly, silently recalling Hua Hua’s tone of voice.
Not ignoring the tremor in Hua Hua’s voice at the beginning, Gu Shaocheng picked up his phone again and called another number. It took a full ten minutes before he found out that Hua Hua had booked a ticket from Barcelona to Vancouver today, and that the plane had had an incident.
Opening the news, the online list of victims and survivors was already published.
Among the list of survivors, Hua Hua’s na stood out to him. At that mont, his heart shook, and he imdiately gave a command to Crimson Shadow: "You go with the private plane to Barcelona right away and bring Hua Hua back safely."
But as he spoke he changed his mind, "Arrange a private jet imdiately, I want to go to Barcelona myself to get him!"
"Shaocheng, are you going out?" Chenxing ca back from the sanatorium, and as her car reached the door, she saw Shaocheng rushing out. She walked over and grabbed Shaocheng’s hand, "Where are you going?"
"I’m going to Barcelona," Gu Shaocheng didn’t elaborate, pulling her for a hug, then rembering sothing, he straightened up and said:
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