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    Song Yan didn't inform Yan Zhuo that he was going back in advance. He wanted to surprise Yan Zhuo and give himself a chance to prepare.

    Prepare a sudden confession to make up for Yan Zhuo's previous sadness and anxiety, to make up for the two years they missed.

    It was also so that Yan Zhuo could understand that what he had paid was not in vain, and his feelings for himself were not in vain.

    Yan Zhuo, wait for me. he thinks. I will show my sincerity.

    At that time, in the afternoon, it was a rare sunny day in H City, and the sun hit everyone fairly and brilliantly.

    Before boarding the plane, Song Yan glanced at her phone. It was the beginning of summer today.

    Chapter 61 Panic

    It was already evening when Song Yan arrived in Nancheng. At that time, it was raining heavily in Nancheng, and there was a salty smell in the air.

    It took more than an hour to get from the airport to the school, but Song Yan couldn't wait.

    He took out a small box from his pocket, the box was velvet black, with a string of English letters inscribed in the middle.

    When opened it, saw a ring lying quietly inside. It was very simple and plain.

    This was designed by Song Yan in the middle of the night two years ago. At that time, he missed Yan Zhuo the most. He couldn't sleep at night, and his mind was full of where to find Yan Zhuo. spent in the middle. So he poured all his thoughts and guilt towards Yan Zhuo into this plain ring. This time back in H City, he asked a friend to make it by the way.

    Yan Zhuo should like it. Song Yan thought. There are many things he can give Yan Zhuo, but only the ring. The meaning of the ring is different from other things. He wants to use this ring to surround Yan Zhuo, tightly.

    As the saying goes, it is better to come back early than coincidentally. When Song Yan opened the dormitory door with anticipation, Yan Zhuo happened to be not there.

    Song Yan put down her luggage depressedly, and took out her mobile phone to make a call.

    Hit it, there are no surprises at all. Don't fight, he has finally gathered courage and words along the way and is about to die.

    In this way, he searched around the dormitory floor bitterly, but did not see a half-person figure of Yan Zhuo.

    "Mr. Song?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

    Song Yan turned his head and glanced at Xiao Zhu from the next dormitory.

    Xiao Zhu was very puzzled when he saw him, scratched his head and asked, "Aren't you going home? Why are you back?"

    Song Yan ignored his doubts and asked directly, "Where's Yan Zhuo?"

    Xiao Zhu frowned: "Is he not back yet? He and Director Zhou have something to do. They have gone out a long time ago."

    It wasn't that Song Yan was thinking blindly, it was because he couldn't understand people who went out on a rainy day. He asked, "Why did you go out with Director Zhou? Where did you go? What's the matter?"

    "..."

    I don't know if it was Xiao Zhu's illusion, but Mr. Song in front of him looked like a man who raided Chagang.

    "I'm not too sure," Xiao Zhu said. "It seems that a student has something to help, so the two leaders went."

    "drive?"

    "Um... yes."

    Song Yan frowned, and finally couldn't help but took out his phone and dialed Yan Zhuo's number.

    "Dudu-"

    It didn't take long for the bell to ring to indicate that the other party was turned off.

    Song Yan was not reconciled and dialed it again.

    Still the same result.

    "Zhou Yang's phone number," Song Yan said to Xiao Zhu, "Yan Zhuo's phone is turned off."

    After Xiao Zhu dialed Zhou Yang's number, he handed him the phone.

    Unlike Yan Zhuo, Zhou Yang's phone was not turned off, but he didn't answer it after 55 seconds of ringing.

    Song Yan took a deep breath and continued to repeat the action just now.

    Seeing that his face was not good, Xiao Zhu asked weakly, "Aren't you going to pick it up?"

    ...

    With the passage of time and the unanswered phone calls over and over again, Song Yan's brows became more and more frowning, and he panicked for no reason.

    Song Yan returned the phone to Xiao Zhu and asked coldly, "Do you know which student it is? Do you have contact information?"

    "Yes, yes."

    Immediately afterwards, Xiao Zhu called the student again.

    It was picked up quickly this time.

    "Hey, Yang Tao, I'm Teacher Zhu, eh, that's it, Yan Zhuo and Director Zhou haven't come back, so I'm asking you, are they next to you..." I don't know what was said over there, Xiao Zhu "Ah" with a sound, Song Yan hurriedly motioned for him to go out.

    Xiao Zhu pressed the screen, and a clear male voice said, "It's about six o'clock, they will leave around six o'clock."

    "It's past eight o'clock, and they haven't gone back yet?" Yang Tao asked.

    "No..." Xiao Zhu also realized the seriousness of the matter, and he said anxiously, "I didn't answer the phone, and no one answered."

    "Then...then do you want to call the police? It's raining so hard outside. Could it be an accident?"

    "do not know……"

    Song Yan couldn't hear what Xiao Zhu said later. He took out his mobile phone and called Yan Zhuo again, but it was still turned off.

    Song Yan closed his eyes, his heart began to sink uncontrollably, and an invisible fear enveloped him.

    If... he thought, if something happened to Yan Zhuo, he really didn't know if he could bear it.

    Xiao Zhu also panicked after hanging up the phone. He kept calling Zhou Yang, but no one answered.

    Time passed minute by minute, and they also walked from the dormitory building to the reception hall, because this was the closest place to the gate.

    The heavy rain was still pouring down, and there was no intention to stop at all. The living room was so empty because of Song Yan's presence.

    Xiao Zhu swallowed his saliva, this low air pressure was terrifying. Resisting the urge to run away, he whispered, "Song...Mr. Song, why don't you sit down for a while, and then don't worry..."

    Song Yan suddenly glanced at him sharply, making Xiao Zhu hurriedly swallow the rest of his words.

    "...Song, Mr. Song," Xiao Zhu persevered in trying to persuade him to calm down, but Song Yan blocked his mouth again.

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