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When he drank the cup of chrysanthemum tea, Fu Yanchen felt a little depressed.

He stared at the "explicit" photos for a long time.

F: [? 】

Forty minutes passed before I received his reply. Zhong Qiao had already gone back to the room and was lying on the bed.

Seeing his question mark, Zhong Qiao also replied with a question mark: [? 】

Then, the top of the chat window displayed "The other party is typing..."

Zhong Qiao was lying on the bed with his legs crossed. While waiting for the message, he boredly looked into his circle of friends.

His circle of friends is not visible for three days. If you scroll down, you can see the top of it, but it is all about boring financial news.

Only the bottom one is a little different. It shows a picture of a scratch paper with a function question on it.

Among all subjects, Zhong Qiao's best score is mathematics.

It looked familiar at first glance, so she took out her tablet and stylus and tried to figure it out.

When the function was solved, a message from Fu Yanchen was also sent, which was an emoticon that comes with WeChat.

F: [[Sigh]]

She looked at the heart shape on the tablet and suddenly remembered that this is the famous Descartes function, a romance in the world of mathematics.

I didn't expect Fu Yanchen to have this part. After thinking about it, it should be a story about the girl in the painting.

Quite romantic.

She recovered from her momentary trance.

A Morning Market Shayuqiao Master: [What do you think it is? ]

Chef A from Shayuqiao in the morning market: [Or what do you want to see? [Dog Head]]

Fu Yanchen pressed his eyebrows. What he wanted to see was already obvious on the cup of chrysanthemum tea on the table.

He picked up the cup, took a sip, and tapped the screen with his fingers, typing and deleting.

"The other party is typing..."

Zhong Qiao wanted to know if the veteran cadre would type it out during the chat, so he added fuel to the fire in excitement.

Master A from Shayuqiao in the morning market: [Say it and I'll show it to you~]

Fu Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he pressed the atomizer on the glass, stood up, locked the office door, and then made a video call.

The sudden video invitation shocked Zhong Qiao.

Because the weather was too cold and the heating effect in the house was very poor, she simply wrapped herself in a large cotton-padded jacket... She really didn't want to video chat with Fu Yanchen like this.

She hung up the phone decisively, and then sent him a voice message, "Husband, it's not very convenient right now..."

There was a hint of mature sexiness in her slightly tipsy voice, not to mention, it was also a bit deliberate.

Why it is inconvenient is also easy to imagine.

Fu Yanchen restrainedly loosened his tie, feeling uncomfortable due to her "naughty" behavior.

He took a big sip of chrysanthemum tea, then dialed a number and asked, changing the subject, "How are you today?"

You could hear the hoarseness in his voice through the phone, and Zhong Qiao suppressed a smile, "The first The day was a bit tiring, but quite interesting. The villagers were very enthusiastic, and the organizer also prepared a welcome ceremony for us. Many people sang and danced around the campfire..."

Fu Yanchen noticed her delicate and silky voice, " Did you drink tonight?"

"Yes, a little." Zhong Qiao turned over and looked at the dream catcher in front of the window with blurred eyes.

Thinking of her wine, Fu Yanchen frowned worriedly, "It's better to drink less outside. If you want to drink, I'll drink with you when you get home."

"It's just a little bit of rice wine, not high in alcohol."

"Then go back now. Are you in the room yet?"

Fu Yanchen spoke softly, like a blogger who puts himself to sleep.

Zhong Qiao squinted his eyes comfortably and said, "I'm back."

He was on the phone with him and fell asleep unconsciously.

-It

is usually at night when the two of them contact each other.

We call occasionally, but mostly chat.

Fu Yanchen gives people completely different feelings in real life and online.

This difference once made Zhong Qiao feel like he had a new boyfriend.

With her efforts in "training", he finally changed "um" into "uh-huh".

It can be considered a kind of progress, as for the other things, it will come slowly.

A week later

, on Christmas Eve, Fu Yanchen got off work early and spent the night with Fu Jiawen. Aunt Song cut apples for everyone, which meant "peace".

After Fu Jiawen fell asleep, he went to the study to do some work.

In the early morning, when the alarm clock rang, he got up, picked up the children's smart watch he had prepared early in the morning, quietly opened the door to Fu Jiawen's room, and put it into the Christmas stocking hanging by the bedside.

This is what Fu Jiawen said when he made a wish to Santa Claus before going to bed.

Fu Yanchen is not a person who likes to celebrate foreign festivals. He has this sensitivity this year because Zhong Qiao told him.

Fu Jiawen is at the age where he believes in Santa Claus. There will be no real Santa Claus, but there will be parents who love him.

...

After returning to the room, Fu Yanchen turned off the lights and went to sleep.

At the same time, the dream catcher in Zhongqiao's room shook slightly.

Fu Yanchen, thousands of kilometers away, had a dream.

The content of the dream is very fragmented, but there is a heavy sense of depression.

He dreamed about the function that Zhong Qiao sent him ten years ago, the vehicles walking in the heavy snow, and the sudden avalanche.

The scene cut again, and he came to a mental hospital. He saw Zhong Qiao with disheveled hair, wearing hospital clothes, screaming and going crazy...

Cold sweat spread from his forehead. Fu Yanchen frowned and struggled in pain. It took a long time to wake up.

He sat up suddenly, breathing heavily with lingering fear.

His head ached due to this complicated and intertwined dream, and he thought that maybe he had been having this strange dream because he was too tired and stretched too tight these past few days.

I checked the time, it was three o'clock in the morning.

He really wanted to call Zhong Qiao, but it was too late and inappropriate at this time. I can only turn off my phone and continue to sleep.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the uneasiness came over him like a wave, causing him to stay awake for the rest of the night.

Finally staying up until morning, he called Zhong Qiao as soon as possible.

After hearing that everything was fine over there, I felt a little relieved and got up to wash up and get ready for my morning run.

He didn't know that it snowed all night last night. When I opened the door, I was hit by the white snow in front of me, and my temples began to hurt again.

That inexplicable feeling of uneasiness swept over me again.

After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Yanchen called Chen Kang and said, "Push back the two days' itinerary and help me book a ticket to Funan. Ask for the nearest one."

-Six

hours later at Funan Airport, Fu Yanchen picked up his luggage and rented a car nearby.

After two days of heavy snowfall in Funan, the sky is clear today. The sun is shining on the ground and the snow is slowly melting.

As he was heading towards Zhongqiao's route today, he met a group of people participating in charity activities, but did not see Zhongqiao.

He stepped forward to ask about the situation, and the guide said that one of them was injured and had already rushed back.

Fu Yanchen's heart beat a few times in panic, and he didn't feel relieved until he answered Zhong Qiao's call.

Zhong Qiao: "One of our companions sprained his foot on the road and can no longer follow the itinerary. The guide said that there are villages nearby and asked us to come here to find if there are any villagers who can borrow a car."

An hour ago, Qi Fei sprained his foot. The foot is seriously injured.

Their small team of four had no choice but to return to the nearest location.

But unexpectedly, on the way, Peng Li suddenly had a seizure, and Wen Suyi was carrying Qi Fei, who sprained his leg. At the moment, among the four, only Zhong Qiao could move easily.

She asked them to wait in a deserted temple while she went to the village ahead to ask about the situation.

Fu Yanchen said with lingering fear, "Send us the location."

"Wait a minute, the signal here is not good." The messages kept circulating, and she got a little better when she walked to an open area.

Where she didn't notice, danger suddenly approached.

An avalanche began to appear on the mountain, and the white waves surged forward like a tsunami, sweeping in a piece of talc on the mountain wall. Before Zhongqiao could react, he was swept away by the impact and hit a tree trunk and fell unconscious. past.

The center of the avalanche was where she was standing before answering Fu Yanchen's call.

"What is this??!"

Through the window, a group of people in the temple witnessed the white terror pouring down. Fortunately, the temple standing in the wild was still strong, blocking this disaster for them.

There was chaos all around.

After calming down, Wen Suyi first observed the surroundings and made sure that no one was injured. He just breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that Zhongqiao was still outside, his brain shrank with fear. He immediately rushed outside...

but all he saw was a patch of white snow. The road between them and Bell Bridge was blocked by boulders and snow.

Zhongqiao's phone number couldn't be reached either.

"Sister Qiao, she..." Peng Li's eyes were scarlet and he couldn't believe it.

"It's okay, it must be okay." Qi Fei, like a mummy whose vitality had been drained, made a rescue call with trembling hands.

On the other side, Fu Yanchen, who hung up the phone with a loud bang, turned pale and said, "Zhongqiao?"

"Zhongqiao?!"

He realized that it might be related to the avalanche not far away, and immediately drove to Go ahead.

All living things are insignificant before the power of nature.

Where the avalanche fell, there was silence.

Fu Yanchen got out of the car with red eyes and found a monkey killed by a boulder on the edge of the avalanche. The blood dyed the snow red.

He stretched out his hand and tried to breathe. He was already dead.

He looked at the death-like snowdrifts in front of him and shouted Zhongqiao's name heartbreakingly.

But there was no response.

At this time, it started to snow again in Funan, which had been sunny all day, and the sky gradually became dark.

He pinched himself, used the pain to calm him down, called for rescue, and looked around without giving up.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the sky had turned completely dark, and the rescue team hadn't come yet, so he called to urge them.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's snowing now and we're stuck on the road..."

"Then don't you think of a way? Someone is trapped now, what do you do to the people buried in the snow?"

Fu Yanchen shouted Holding his voice, he tried his best to calm down, but the staff's words made him unable to calm down.

After hanging up the phone, he picked up a handful of snow and washed his face.

The biting cold can make his brain work faster.

Without giving up, he calculated the various positions where Zhongqiao might be trapped.

If he was buried in a snowdrift, his strength alone would be limited, and after so long, I'm afraid...

He concentrated his mind and tried not to think about this possibility.

And what if it wasn't buried?

He remembered what Zhong Qiao said on the phone, "Wait a minute, the signal here is not good."

Through this information, Fu Yanchen further pinpointed the location where Zhong Qiao might be trapped.

...

Beside the tree trunk covered with thin snow, the system is trying to wake up Bell Bridge.

【Host? Host? 】

It has been calling for a long time, and it can feel that the current host's vital signs are still relatively strong, but if it has not yet waited for rescue, it is not necessarily true.

A piece of data was transmitted to the main god space.

The system knew who was the initiator of all this, and anxiously complained to the Lord God System: [This world is simply a lawless place! ! For this year's KPI, world consciousness completely ignores the rules! It wants to kill my host! 】