Pudong, Lujiazui.
The night view of the brightly lit Shanghai came into view through the floor-to-ceiling window of the suite on the 50th floor of the Hyatt Hotel.
Holding the phone that he had just hung up, Number Three walked out of the room and looked at Number Five who was sitting by the bed and Number One who was standing leisurely in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms crossed.
He said, "I contacted him."
"Although it took some effort … but that guy agreed to meet with us."
"The location is in London."
His tone was nonchalant and casual, but even though he said 'it took some effort', if anyone else knew the truth, they would be deeply shocked. That was because the person whom Number Three was meeting on the phone just now, from the previous generation to the current generation, had never given face to anyone in the past decade or so.
In fact …
Perhaps even with Number Three's personal reputation, it would be difficult to easily invite that mysterious and eccentric person who never interacted with the other powerful people of the previous generation.
In the end, it was because of a certain message that Number Three conveyed —
"Number One said that your greatest wish would be fulfilled this time."
Number Three frowned and looked at the man standing in front of the window.
"Hey, I helped you spread the message, but it's not like you don't know that guy's temper. If he thinks that we're fooling him … it'll be a little troublesome."
With Number Three's fearless personality, he wouldn't even care if he met Korea's Lee Do-jae or Europe's most mysterious crow, Crow. However, it just so happened that the person on the phone just now … always made him feel a little fearful and respectful.
Number One nodded noncommittally in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Thank you."
"You don't have to worry about anything else. When the time comes … I'll talk to him face to face."
As he said that, he turned around and looked at his fiancée who was sitting by the bed, "Xiao Wu, then let's book the plane ticket to London. We'll take the train to Manchester the next day."
Number Five, who had a portable laptop on his knees, nodded slightly. Then, his slender and fair fingers nimbly and quickly typed on the keyboard. Soon, he raised his head to look at his fiancé and his old friend standing beside him, revealing a mischievous expression that no one else had the chance to see.
"Okay."
"Done ~"
"Then we should get to Manchester a day earlier." Number Three rubbed his chin and suddenly thought of something. "Right, if we're going to visit that girl, wouldn't it be better to let her know beforehand?"
Number One paused for a moment, then looked at Number Three approvingly. "Number Three, you're much more reliable and considerate than before."
Number Three rolled his eyes. "Don't joke around."
Indeed.
If it was anyone else, No.3 wouldn't have bothered to consider so many things because most people weren't worthy of his attention. However, the young lady who was recuperating in Manchester's St. Edmund Hospital was a rare person that he admired and even liked.
This is a special case.
Number Five smiled faintly: "Okay, then I'll give Steamed Bun a call first. It should be daytime over there."
As she spoke, she picked up the cell phone beside her and quickly dialed a number. "Du du du" sounds came from the receiver, but slowly, as the monotonous tone continued, the expression on Number Five's face changed slightly, carrying some surprise and doubt.
"Is there … no one picking up?"
… …
Lin Feng sat on the edge of his bed in his bedroom. After typing out the message, he stared at the screen for a long time, then took a deep breath to give himself enough courage.
Finally.
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
He pressed the Send Confirm button.
And so, the message was successfully sent out. Lin Feng felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He collapsed onto his bed with a thud, staring blankly at the ceiling.
At the same time, in a direction Lin Feng didn't notice, Su Xue, who was standing outside the bedroom door, secretly watched as Lin Feng took out his phone and sent out the message. Looking at Lin Feng staring blankly at the ceiling, Su Xue couldn't help but smile. She quietly closed the door again.
This kid …
He's finally taken the initiative to take that step.
Su Xue's mood couldn't help but become a lot lighter. After all, compared to her own career development prospects, she was actually more concerned about her little brother's worries.
It seems like he sent a message. With the personality of that girl in Manchester across the ocean, when she saw this message, she must be incomparably happy. And according to the time zone, it should be daytime over in England right now.
In other words, this kid will probably get a reply from Steamed Bun soon, right?
Logically speaking.
It should be like this.
… …
For Lin Feng, he naturally knew the current time zone of the person he sent the message to.
Once the message was sent, it should naturally be seen very quickly.
When this thought flashed through his mind, he felt relieved because he had just sent the message, but in the next moment, he suddenly tensed up again. He sat up on the bed and stared at his phone screen.
He had sent the message.
But …
What would the other party's reaction be when they saw it?
Would she reply to him in any way?
And if she replied, what should he say to her? Or even if she directly called him, should he answer? He hadn't heard that girl's voice in more than half a year. He could probably type or send a message, but if she asked him to speak directly … would he be able to speak?
For a moment, all kinds of random thoughts swarmed into Lin Feng's mind, filling it up into a mess. Suddenly, he lost all desire to sleep. His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness. Nervousness … What kind of reply would the other party give.
Half an hour passed.
Forty-five minutes passed.
An hour passed.
Lin Feng plugged in a cable to charge his phone, which had already let out a battery warning. He continued to stare blankly at the screen. After he sent the "How have you been recently?" message, there was no reply.
Did she not see the message?
That was Lin Feng's first thought. Then, he began to calculate the exact time in Manchester, England. It seemed to be afternoon. Perhaps she was still in class, but that couldn't be right. It was the weekend. Could it be that she was taking a nap or had something else to do that prevented her from seeing his message?
Perhaps this was the first time someone had been so worried about personal gains and losses, and it was only because of such a small matter.
But perhaps …
For Lin Feng, this was not a small matter.
Because if it was just not seeing the message, then it wouldn't be too big of a problem. But there was another possibility —
If.
The other party saw the message, but didn't reply?
When this thought couldn't be stopped, Lin Feng felt his heart suddenly tighten.
That girl …
Could it be that she was unwilling to reply to his message?
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