The call ended.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Feng. Even Ouyang, who was the most impatient among them, sensed that the atmosphere wasn't right. He didn't immediately ask Lin Feng what was going on. Ren Rou noticed Lin Feng's expression and cautiously said:
"Lin Feng … What's wrong?"
Lin Feng's expression was a bit blank. He didn't know what to do. After a long time, he replied in a daze.
"The phone …"
"He hung up on me."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Ouyang's jaw dropped. "He hung up on you? Lin Feng, didn't you just call Daddy Steamed Bun? Why did he hang up on you? "
Lin Feng was still in a daze. He shook his head blankly.
"I … I don't know."
Indeed, he had never encountered such a thing before, nor had he ever thought of it.
Yang Fan was a bit calmer. He furrowed his brows and analyzed the situation.
"Uncle An wouldn't just hang up on you like that.
Maybe he's busy right now and it's not convenient for him to pick up? "
Ren Rou nodded in agreement.
"Old Yang is right. It's probably because Uncle An is busy right now. Otherwise, he wouldn't hang up on you so easily."
"Don't worry. Maybe Uncle An will call you back in a bit."
Just like that, a few of them comforted her.
But Lin Feng still pursed his lips. The feeling of helplessness and uneasiness in his heart didn't diminish in the slightest.
That's right. If it was just him calling Father An and getting him to hang up on him, it wouldn't be a big deal. It could be because he was busy with other things in real life.
But …
That wasn't the end of the problem.
Before that call, he had sent An Xin so many messages and called her so many times, but he still hadn't heard back from her.
With these two things added together …
The fact that he was hung up on couldn't be easily explained away by saying he was busy with other things.
Then …
What the hell is going on?
Lin Feng's heart was filled with unease. His mind was a complete mess. He couldn't calm down at all.
Therefore, he didn't notice that Tang Bingyao's face was filled with a complicated and conflicted expression, as if she was struggling with something in her heart.
…
Lin Feng's first call to Lin Feng's father was immediately cut off. Although Lin Feng's heart was filled with uneasiness and anxiety, no matter what, it was not good to rashly make a second call.
What if Father An was really busy with other things at this time?
It would be rude to disturb him with two consecutive phone calls.
Therefore, Lin Feng could only forcibly suppress the anxiety in his heart for the time being. He forced a smile on his face and told his friends that he was fine. Then, he called Tang Bingyao and the two of them went home together at noon.
They did not speak along the way.
Lin Feng lowered his head and walked on the road with a heavy heart.
Surprisingly, Tang Bingyao wasn't jumping around like she usually did. Instead, she was slowly following behind Lin Feng. From time to time, she would secretly glance at Lin Feng. She looked worried and sad.
At lunchtime, Lin Feng was sitting at the table and eating without saying a word.
Sitting across from Lin Feng, Su Xue sensed that something was wrong. She couldn't help but ask a few questions. Lin Feng only shook his head and forced a smile.
"Are you alright?"
Su Xue's beautiful eyebrows furrowed when she saw Lin Feng lowering his head to eat again.
After living together for more than half a year, they were as close as siblings. She didn't even need to spend the slightest bit of effort to know that Lin Feng was lying.
However, she couldn't figure out what had happened to Lin Feng this time around.
But …
A scene from a few days ago flashed through her mind. Su Xue's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
It was Steamed Bun's birthday. She and Lin Feng had gone to the rooftop, and she had just come out of the bathroom when she saw Tang Bingyao sitting on the sofa with teary eyes.
Maybe …
Does this have something to do with what happened that day?
After lunch, Lin Feng couldn't help but send An Xin another WeChat message.
Still no reply.
After hesitating for a long time and struggling in his heart for a long time, he took out his cell phone and called Father An again.
Du! Du! Du!
The phone rang a few times before abruptly going silent again.
It was hung up again.
Listening to the mechanical female voice on the other side of the phone, Lin Feng's mood also slowly sank to the bottom of the valley.
No matter how busy he was, he should at least take a break for lunch, right?
The first time the call was hung up, he could explain it with the previous reason.
But the second time the call was hung up …
Perhaps it really meant that something had happened.
… …
Lin Feng arrived at his classroom at one in the afternoon.
At that moment, Ren Rou, Yang Fan, and Ou Yang were already waiting for Lin Feng in the classroom. When they saw Lin Feng, they all looked at him with concern in their eyes.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and shook his head.
"No news."
"I called again, but the call was still hung up."
His tone was unusually gloomy.
The others looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to say. They could only remain silent.
In the afternoon, Lin Feng studied by himself in class. Like before, he was absent-minded. From time to time, he would look at his phone to see if there were any replies from Steamed Bun or Father An. Then, he would check the time.
Time seemed to drag on as they waited.
It was so long that it made him anxious and crazy.
Two o 'clock.
Lin Feng sent An Xin two more WeChat messages.
Three o 'clock.
Mustering up his courage, he called Father An's number again.
Still no reply.
Phone …
He was still hung up directly and even a little coldly.
Ouyang, who was sitting next to Lin Feng, looked at Lin Feng's darkening face with trepidation. Tang Bingyao, who was sitting not far away from Lin Feng, also looked back every few minutes. Her expression changed several times, but in the end, she bit her lip and didn't say anything. Lin Feng's expression changed several times.
At the same time, in an apartment in Shanghai.
Father An looked at his daughter, who was still focused on packing her luggage. He couldn't help but sigh.
"Steamed Bun."
"Have you really decided?"
"That kid Lin Feng … I've hung up on him a few times already."
Mother An, who was standing next to her, also had an unbearable expression on her face.
"Shouldn't you tell Lin Feng about this?"
"He didn't even say goodbye. Do you really want to leave behind such regrets?"
The girl in the room slowly packed her luggage. Listening to her parents' persuasion, she pursed her lips. Her eyes flashed with pain and struggle. In the end, she shook her head.
"No need."
"I know what I'm doing."
"And …"
After a pause, the girl added softly.
"I've already told Tang Tang."
"If something really happens, Tang Tang will help to pass the message to him."
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