Chapter 1,202: How Are You Doing?

Thinking that there might not be a reply, He Xiyan turned off her phone and threw it next to the pillow.

And at this moment, the phone rang, it was the sound of a new message notification.

He Xiyan looked and saw that it was indeed Jiahang who replied.

He did not reply, but just sent a smiling expression.

It was exactly the same expression she sent.

He Xiyan felt that her heartbeat seemed to speed up a little, and she could see her excited expression under the light.

She held the phone tightly, and her palms were sweating in a short while.

She clicked the input key and typed a few words: "Are you doing well?"

After sending this sentence, she waited again.

Because he just replied, it proved that he had been using this number.

She remembered what he said, that he would keep this number and he could call him if he got into trouble.

Although she had never called.

Time passed by minute by minute, and He Xiyan kept staring at the screen of the phone. She didn't know why. At this moment, she just wanted to know whether he was doing well, whether he had returned to Jingzhou or was still in Mangshan Village or Mingcheng, and whether he had found his own happiness now.

She even wanted to know how Mangshan Village was doing now and whether the villagers there had a good life.

Some long-lost memories came to her mind again. He Xiyan took a deep breath and suddenly really wanted to know this information.

She thought she should have always wanted to know, but she had been deliberately suppressing herself from thinking about it in the past few years.

She really hoped that Jiahang would live a good life.

He Xiyan stared at the screen of her mobile phone for a long time. More than ten minutes had passed, but to her surprise, the other party did not reply.

What happened?

He Xiyan stared at the screen of her mobile phone in confusion. He was just replying to her message, why didn't he reply again?

He Xiyan was puzzled.

She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking that she might have gone to the bathroom or answered someone else's call temporarily, so she didn't reply.

However, an hour later, He Xiyan still didn't receive any new messages.

He Xiyan looked at the time. It was only after nine o'clock in the evening. It was impossible for him to fall asleep.

He Xiyan was confused and entangled in her heart. She couldn't understand why Jiahang didn't reply to her message.

Could it be that he hated himself? Hated himself for insisting on breaking up?

After wondering for a long time, He Xiyan couldn't help but dial a number that she had deeply engraved in her heart. She still remembered this number clearly and could recite it by heart.

Soon, the call was connected, and a nice ringtone came from the phone, a piano piece "Autumn Whisper".

He Xiyan put the phone to her ear, waiting for the moment when the other party answered the call.

The ringtone continued to ring, and after half a minute, a prompt sounded from the phone:

"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please call again later!"

He Xiyan was stunned, and her brows were wrinkled into a river.

How could no one answer the call? He had replied to her message an hour ago.

At this time, He Xiyan felt very strange, so she couldn't help but dial the number again.

Similarly, the piano piece sounded.

However, unlike the last time, this time, after only ten seconds, the voice of the system customer service came:

"Hello, the number you dialed is busy, please call again later!"

He Xiyan:...

He Xiyan bit her lip, and under the light, the confusion in her eyes turned into shock.