Chapter 380
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An Xiaxia recalled Song Qinchen's threat from a few days ago.
"The people around you are hurting because of your ridiculous love … An Xiaxia, just you wait!"
Her fingers trembled more and more violently until her phone fell from her fingers. Papa An and An Yibei turned to look at her.
"Xiaxia, what's wrong?" Papa An asked gently.
An Xiaxia picked up her phone and smiled stiffly. "Nothing … My hands are shaking. This year's Spring Festival Gala was terrible. I'm going back to my room to watch anime!"
"Okay, I'll call you for dumplings at midnight." An Xiaxia hurried back to her room after Papa An's gentle reminder.
She closed the door and leaned against the wall. She took a few deep breaths to suppress the panic in her heart.
Song Qinchen was just a sixteen-year-old girl. She could not have done such a vicious thing …
An Xiaxia comforted herself. However, she still felt that Song Qinchen was the most suspicious.
Her phone suddenly rang. She was so shocked that she almost threw her phone away.
She picked it up and saw that it was Sheng Yize. She took a deep breath and swiped to answer the call.
"Xiaxia." His voice was as melodious as ever.
An Xiaxia smiled. "Hehe, what are you doing?"
Sheng Yize stood in the garden and glanced at the brightly lit old house behind him. His voice was incredibly gentle. "I'm thinking of you."
I'm thinking of you.
Those four simple words were like the sweetest words in the world. An Xiaxia blushed uncontrollably.
She hugged her doll and stammered, "I … I miss you too …"
Sheng Yize seemed to chuckle as he muttered, "Idiot …"
An Xiaxia frowned when she heard the sound of fireworks and the howling wind. "Are you talking on the phone outside?"
"Yes. Grandpa and Grandma are watching the Spring Festival Gala." Sheng Yize replied.
"Okay, text me if you have anything to say. Hurry up and go into the house." An Xiaxia was worried that he would catch a cold. Just as she was about to hang up, she suddenly said, "Wait for me. I'll send you something!"
"Okay." Sheng Yize agreed with a good temper.
An Xiaxia ran out of the room and shouted, "Brother, where's your flirting tool?"
"What is it?" An Yibei pushed his glasses.
"It's your guitar!"
"It's in the study. What are you doing with the guitar?" An Yibei was puzzled.
An Xiaxia smiled slyly and ran into the study after saying, "It's a secret!"
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Ten minutes later.
Sheng Yize received An Xiaxia's video.
Putting on the headphones, he saw the little girl in the video exhale nervously, set the rhythm, and began to play a song for him.
The lighthearted and cheerful melody and the sweet lyrics made Sheng Yize, who always had a cold expression, slowly smile.
In the video, An Xiaxia sang seriously —
"I want to send you a message.
I've missed you so much.
Wanted to call you right away.
I've missed you so much.
First thing in the morning.
I just miss you so much.
Rain or shine
I miss you so much.
Every time I say, I miss you.
You don't believe anything.
But you always ask me if I miss you.
… "
The old butler stood beside him and took in all the changes in his expression.
"Hey, little grandson, what video are you watching?" Grandma Sheng came over.
"Nothing." Sheng Yize coolly put away his phone. The old butler beside him could not help but tease, "Yeah, Young Master only played it on loop more than twenty times …"
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