Just then, the phone rang.
It was a video call from Gu Zhihan.
Mengmeng hurriedly picked up the phone and pressed the "Answer" button.
Suddenly, Gu Zhihan’s handsome face appeared on her phone screen.
The moment she saw him, Mengmeng’s nose involuntarily felt a little sour.
She missed him so much right now...
Though it wasn’t the first time they had been apart, today she felt an even stronger yearning for him than ever before.
Perhaps it was because she was too tired, or perhaps emotions had simply taken over.
"Good girl," Gu Zhihan said fondly, gazing at the little girl on the screen.
It was just a simple word, yet upon hearing it, Mengmeng felt all her fatigue dissipate, leaving only a deep warmth.
"It’s so good to see you," Mengmeng sniffled and said.
"Me too," Gu Zhihan replied while glancing down at his schedule for the past few days. He then looked up, smiling at her, "I will come to find you at the latest the day after tomorrow."
"You’re coming too?" Mengmeng was surprised.
"Yes," Gu Zhihan nodded, his dark eyes filled with affection as he said, "Otherwise, I’m always worried about you being alone in the disaster area."
Hearing this, a warm current rose in Mengmeng’s heart. Holding the phone, she said, "You’re so good."
"Stop handing out those ’good person cards.’ It’s getting late, go to sleep," Gu Zhihan said with a smile, his lips curled upwards. Then he reminded her, "Don’t hang up the phone, keep the video on."
Mengmeng pouted, "But I’m using data, and keeping it on all night, who knows how much money it will waste."
"It’s okay, your husband is rich." Gu Zhihan didn’t mind at all, and he even casually added a hundred thousand yuan to her phone credit.
When Mengmeng saw the text message from the phone company, she was at her wit’s end.
Is this guy out of his mind...
He actually topped up a hundred thousand yuan of phone credit!
Gu Zhihan said once more.
"Then I’m going to sleep!" Mengmeng was indeed feeling sleepy. She placed the phone beside her and closed her eyes.
Soon, Mengmeng fell asleep.
Listening to the steady breathing of the girl in the video call, Gu Zhihan’s dark eyes immediately softened.
He raised his finger and gently touched the screen where the girl’s sleeping face was, and in a deep voice, he said, "Good night, sweet dreams."
That night, although she was in a foreign place with a very simple setting, Mengmeng slept unusually soundly.
She dreamt that Gu Zhihan had arrived and was joining her in the rescue efforts.
But Mengmeng never expected that before Gu Zhihan could reach her, something happened to her.
To be precise, something happened in K city.
On the night of the earthquake, Mengmeng had already fallen asleep. In her groggy state, she heard many screams and the sound of chaotic footsteps.
"Get up, quickly get up, it’s an earthquake, the earthquake is here!"
At these words, Mengmeng, who had just been half awake, instantly shivered and immediately prepared to jump out of bed. However, she was a step too late.
The tent collapsed, and the ground beneath her caved in, forming a large hole.
Mengmeng fell in with it.
She screamed involuntarily, her hands instinctively reaching out to grab something nearby.
In the darkness, Mengmeng couldn’t tell what she had grasped because she quickly lost consciousness.
The news of the major earthquake in K city spread across the country in an instant.
Countless people perished.
"Mengmeng!" Gu Zhihan, who was in a meeting, saw the news suddenly pop up on his phone, and his vision darkened. He immediately dialed Mengmeng’s phone.