"Uh..." Ou Mingxuan was stunned for a long time, almost thinking that he was hearing a hallucination, and hurriedly looked at the phone and looked at it. It was indeed the dreamy number!

"Mom! How could it be you?" Ou Mingxuan was still confused and shocked.

"Why can't it be me?" Fang Ci hummed angrily.

"Dream lingering in your place?" Ou Mingxuan reacted quickly.

"I'm dreaming about this."

"..."

"If it weren't for me, I would have been wronged again tonight in Dreaming!" Fang Ci was still unhappy.

Ou Mingxuan rubbed his eyebrows and was too lazy to explain that he had a lot of history, even if he was honest, his mother would never believe it.

"Okay, I'm hanging up. By the way, next time no people are allowed to harass Mengying, I will always supervise it!" Fang Ci warned while watching Qin Mengying secretly from time to time, fearing disturbing her mind, and anxious Want to hang up.

"..." I didn't expect my mother to still be in contact with Mengying after so long, and she was still facing her as always.

When Fang Ci said to hang up, Ou Mingxuan subconsciously stopped, "Wait..."

"What else do you want to do?"

"Is she next to you?"

"Yes."

"Let her answer the phone."

Fang Ci turned to look in Qin Mengying's direction, Qin Mengying looked up at her, casting questioning eyes.

Fang Ci whispered, "He said he wants to talk to you."

Qin Meng frowned, and finally reached out his hand.

Fang Ci handed the phone over. Although he was a little worried, he went to the balcony and asked them to talk alone.

After a pause, Ou Mingxuan hesitated and said, "Mengying?"

"Yeah." Qin Mengying still placed one hand on the half-knit sweater, holding the phone in one hand, and hanging his head slightly, revealing her white and graceful neck.

With a soft sound, like a small pebble hitting the lake surface, ripples gently rippling round after round.

"Long time no see." Ou Mingxuan found sadly that his palms were beginning to sweat.

"Ok."

"How are you recently?"

"Very well, Madam Ou takes care of me very much."

"Really. That's good."

"Ok."

"It's late, I won't disturb you." Ou Mingxuan leaned on the door frame and closed his eyes slightly. He didn't want to end the conversation like this, but he couldn't find any excuses.

Qin Mengying was silent for a while, "Your voice is not right, is it uncomfortable?"

At that moment, Ou Mingxuan's heart suddenly became hot, and his nose almost rushed a little sore, even his mother didn't hear it, but she only heard a few words.

Is it because people who are sick are particularly vulnerable, so they are easily moved?

Listening to him not speaking, Qin Meng frowned, "Did you catch a cold? Are you having a fever now? You will definitely have a fever when you catch a cold."

Ou Mingxuan suppressed the sourness, and his voice unconsciously became a little bit coquettish and sticky when getting along with her.

Qin Mengying's heart groaned as he heard the voice, and seemed to recall the days when he was together, "How long have you not eaten?"

"one day."

"Have you been burning for a day? At least get something to eat even if you don't go!"

"No appetite." He began to speak unscrupulously in a listless voice, as if he sincerely made her worry about making her feel bad.

Qin Mengying pondered, "Should someone look after you... right?"

"She is just a school girl of mine and has already left." Ou Mingxuan explained a little embarrassingly.

She didn't seem to care about the authenticity of what he said, so she didn't pursue it any more, "I called Jun Sawaye and asked him to take care of you?"