MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 32 Thirty-second night

Feng Jing lost contact.

Jiang Dian’s message to him has not received a reply, although he reminded himself that he may be just busy, but after waiting for half an hour, she endured to the limit.

She boarded her own Weibo and went to Feng Jing's homepage to see a circle. The latest update was the day he just arrived in Japan. Many fans in the comments were asking about his security situation. He did not receive any news from him. Everyone was very anxious.

After another half an hour, Meng Weichuan’s microblog directly ignited fan sentiment.

Meng Xingchuan V: Laofeng’s mobile phone has been unable to get through. His assistant can’t get through. His agent can’t get through [捂脸] his family’s phone calls came to me. What can I do? I’m desperate. [捂脸] Laofeng, you are coming back, I can’t bear it alone [捂脸]

When Meng Xingchuan’s assistant saw that her second idiot had sent such a Weibo, she felt that it was over, but the second idiot’s agent was Feng Jing’s agent. The two lost together in Japan. Now no one can manage it. he! As a result of this delay, Meng Xingchuan’s Weibo was blown up.

"Meng Meng, we have no news of Cinderella? QAQ"

“Fans in Japan can organize and look for it!”

"Is the hot commentary noisy! Now I have a big typhoon in Japan, go out and find out! Fans don't mess up, stay at home, I believe we will not have anything to do!"

"My friend who is Japanese has just called the police station and said that there is no news of honour. No news is good news!"

"Blessing and blessing, blessing and blessing [prayer]"

Jiang Dye looked at the fans' comments and felt more and more anxious. Even Feng Feng’s family did not have his news, and he must have encountered something.

In just half an hour, "Feng Jing Japan lost contact" quickly entered the hot search first. After the high-level discovery of Tianqin Entertainment, people first quit the search, and called Meng Xingchuan, who was afraid of the world. The office trained a meal.

"Now the situation is not clear, what microblogging do you think? Is it too messy?" Because Qin Fan went to Japan with Feng Jing, this time Tian Qin's highest BOSS directly met Meng Xingchuan.

"..." Meng Xingchuan was very wronged. "I am also worried about the seal!"

"You can worry in your heart, you don't have to send Weibo to tell everyone!"

Meng Xingchuan: "..."

"General Wu, Wu Zong! Qin Fan is on the phone!"

The people in the office were all excited. Wu took the phone in the secretary's hand and quickly asked, "What happened to you? How is the situation now?"

Qin Fan’s voice was mixed with the noise of the electric wave, and it was intermittently passed: “We are trapped in the tram. The network and the signal are not good here. I just got through the phone...”

Mr. Wu listened to it and asked: "How are you doing now?"

"There is nothing at the moment, I don't know when the tram can start running again..." Qin Fan said that there was no more here, but when they heard that they had no accidents, Wu was relieved.

Meng Xingchuan saw him hang up and asked: "How is it going? Is it okay for them to be old?"

"Nothing, trapped in the tram, may not be able to come out for a while." Wu always put down the phone and said to the secretary, "Let the public relations immediately post a microblogging saying that they are okay, then they will continue to do so, on Weibo. I have to give him a memorial service."

"I understand, I will do it right away."

After the secretary went out, Mr. Wu looked at Meng Xingchuan again: "You talk to Feng Jing's family and let them not worry."

"Good, I will go right away."

"After reporting peace, write me a review of 800 words."

Meng Xingchuan: "..."

The high-level of this company, the childhood dreams are not the head teacher! Let people write a review without moving.

After TianQing officially issued a clarification message, he was quickly turned around by netizens, and Jiang Dian also saw it for the first time. Her heart has been slowly falling, and she discovered that her back was already wet by cold sweat, and even the clothes were soaked. I took a shower and changed my clothes, and I sat on the sofa with my mobile phone and brushed Weibo. I was afraid to miss the news about Feng Jing.

Two yellow jumped onto the sofa, put his head on her lap and yawned.

The tram was finally restarted after six hours of downtime. When Feng Jingyi came out of the station, he received numerous news reminders. He first called his family and then saw more than a dozen messages sent by Jiang Dian.

Jiang Dian: Japanese typhoon, are you okay? ?

Jiang Dian: Mr. Feng, are you there?

Jiang Dian: Are you okay?

Jiang Dian: Mr. Feng, Weibo has already blown up, you are coming back to the news.

Jiang Dian: Feng Jing, don't scare me...

Feng Jing read more than a dozen messages one by one, can't wait to call Jiang dye now, but Qin Fan and Michelle are in a car with him, he is not convenient to talk to her. When I returned to the hotel, everyone returned to their room, and Feng Jing used the WeChat phone to dial Jiang dye.

Suddenly a WeChat phone made Jiang dye a glimpse. After seeing the caller, she quickly picked it up: "Mr. Feng, is that you?"

"it's me."

At the moment of hearing the voice of Feng Guan, Jiang Dian’s heart was soft and his nose was a bit sour. She stabilized her emotions and said to the human on the phone: "I saw Weibo saying that you were trapped in the tram."

"Yes." Feng Jing took off his wet coat and licked his wet hair. "Today I was going to take a photo of the tram. I didn't expect to encounter a typhoon. The tram was out of service. We can't go on, we can only wait."

"How about now? Is it already out?"

"Well, I just arrived at the hotel. I have been signaling badly before, I am calling you now, sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Dian said that he had slightly licked his dry mouth and then continued. "You are fine."

Feng Jing’s heart hurts a lot. He dare not think about what it is like when Jiang Dian sent himself more than a dozen messages. If you change yourself, you are already crazy.

"I am fine, I am worried."

Jiang dyed the finger holding the phone slightly tightened, she took a deep breath again, asked the phone at the end of the seal: "Can you tell me your address? I want to send you something."

Feng Jing is a bit strange that she wants to send something to herself, but she still tells her her address: "My family is in Nanting Huadu Phase II, 306."

Nanting Huadu? Jiang Dian silently wrote down in his heart. She has heard of this property and is one of the most famous high-end mansions in City A. But unlike Kensney Manor, it has no overwhelming advertising, and it has always been quietly high-profile. It is said that the houses in Nanting Huadu are all sold internally. Although they are expensive, they are never sold.

This temperament is quite good with Feng Jing.

"What do you want to send to me? Isn't it a Christmas limit for fleur? I said that it was for you."

Jiang Ding smiled and said: "No, you will know when you receive it."

Feng Jing thought about it and didn't ask again: "Well, we may return home in advance, I will contact you."

"Ok."

Feng Jing just hung up the phone and Michelle ran over and knocked on his door. Seeing that he is still wearing wet clothes, Michelle is one of the first two big: "How do you still have to change clothes and take a shower? If you have a cold, Qin Dong should blame me for not taking care of you!"

"I know, just finished the call to my friend and finished the peace. Now go." Feng Jing said, he took off his T-shirt, and Michelle looked at the chest and abdominal muscles that he suddenly exposed to the air. Uncomfortable, don't open your head.

"Cough." He coughed and found a topic to divert his attention. "Meng Xingchuan said on Weibo that you lost contact, fans are mad, you have been searching hot in minutes. Rhythm."

Feng Jing shouted his mouth. He and Meng Xingchuan were classmates of the university. What is the character of the other party? He can't be clear: "The two fools of Lao Meng are estimated to have been trained. After Qin Fan knows, he must retrain. once."

Michelle: "..."

Suddenly, I was a little sympathetic to him.

"I took out a shower and sent out Weibo." Feng Jing took his nightgown and went to the bedroom.

During the shower, Michelle tried to give him a Coke **** soup and gave Qin Fan a bowl. When Feng Jing came out, he smelled a familiar taste and picked Michelle's eyebrows: "You are quite powerful, where is the ginger?"

"The kitchen borrowed. I also prepared cold medicine and antipyretics. If you are not comfortable, you can eat one. Right, there is a thermometer. Do you want to measure your body temperature first?"

"...I am okay, you should measure it yourself."

"I have already eaten a cold medicine, it should be no problem! I put everything here, use it when you need it."

"Okay." Feng Jing walked to the mirror, blowing hair in one hand with a hair dryer, and brushing Weibo in one hand. Michelle was afraid that he was inconvenient and quickly went to help him blow his hair.

Feng Jing himself sat on the small sofa and changed into a comfortable position to browse the news today.

"Yes, Meng Xingchuan should deserve this time. If Qin Fan calls that later, Weibo will give me a memorial service."

Michelle: "..."

Feng Jing said while editing the information, and checked it again without any typos, and sent it out.

Feng Jing V: I am sorry to let everyone worry. My staff and my staff are now safely arriving at the hotel. Everyone is safe and secure. I didn't expect to go out and take a photo to meet so many things [捂脸] This typhoon is really big, and friends in Japan should pay more attention to safety, and try not to go out as much as possible. Thank you again.

"Oh, ah, it’s okay, it’s okay! Thank you!"

"Today is really scared to death QAQ seeking total comfort QAQ"

"There should be a selfie here! Without a selfie, how do we know if you are really good!"

"In Japan, I kept receiving typhoon warnings and shivering at home."

"I will know that our Cindarella will be a vicious jqq after all, we will magic qwq"

Jiang Yin, who has been paying attention to Feng Wei's Weibo, also quickly saw this news. She gave a tribute to Feng Jing, and then went downstairs to send out her own things for Feng Jing.

After the typhoon left, Qin Fan set the fastest flight back to China. When he was out of the airport, he was sent back to the residence directly. The bright weather in the country makes his mood clear, and the flowers and plants in the community look brighter and more lovely than usual.

Michelle drove the car to the front of the villa, and Feng Jing got off the bus. In front of each Xiaoyang Building, there is a special box for collecting letters and express delivery boxes. Every day, there will be someone responsible for delivery. Feng Jing’s heart was thinking about what Jiang Dian said. When he arrived at the door, he couldn’t wait to see the underground car.

There are indeed new things to send, just a letter. Feng Jing did not expect Jiang Dian to write to him, some doubts and some curious to take the letter into the house.

As soon as he got to the bedroom, he took the envelope apart and took out the neatly folded letterhead.

To Mr. Feng Jing:

When I wrote this name, I was a little surprised. Before that, I never thought that I would write a letter to a big star one day. It is also a very interesting experience. ^_^

I am writing this letter, mainly because I want to share my recent feelings with Mr. Feng. It may be awkward, but I hope you can read it patiently.

Recently, I always think of Mr. Feng’s business inexplicably. Maybe I am translating a difficult word from Mr. Kitano, and Mr. Feng’s face suddenly appears. It may be that when I was discussing with friends about which hot pot to eat at night, I suddenly remembered Mr. Feng’s business; even if it was The vegetables I planted have been harvested, and I will also think that these dishes are given to Mr. Feng, and they will be delicious.

Such things always appear frequently.

I haven’t talked about love, I don’t know what it’s like to fall in love, but I’m not a dull person. I think my current mood is like a person’s mood.

It turns out that I like a person.

When I heard that Mr. Feng lost his connection in Japan, I was really worried. At that time, I thought, if I could never see Mr. Feng again, what should I do?

I will cry.

Mr. Feng had been wearing a mask before, and we have not eaten together. Yes, we have not even eaten together. In a few days, the vegetables I planted can be harvested again. This time, there are radishes, lentils, green peppers and broccoli. When you come back, you can just eat it. Well, I don't know if you like it.

I don't know if Mr. Feng is willing to come to my house to eat? Waiting for your reply. ^_^

Jiang Dye

October 27