I don't know when it began, his existence has occupied most of her life, and in the five days she has walked, she really feels what it means to live like a year.

In the first two days, she finished all her winter vacation homework.

Then she read all the books again, and even so, it took only two days.

Today, she couldn't find anything to do, so she went back to her room after breakfast, still staring at her phone, waiting for the familiar display.

"Suzu ......"

The phone rang, and An Ran rushed out of the bedroom, seeing that the maid had already picked up the phone.

Although they are accustomed to using mobile phones in this era, there are still telephones in the old house, especially Grandpa Mu and Grandma Mu, who still rely on phones.

Listening to his family, Mu Xingfeng called his family and was also used to calling landlines.

The maid took the phone and said a few words, and looked at Mu Wanxin, who was watching TV, "Miss, Miss Xiaoya's phone." ”

Mu Wanxin glanced at An Ran at the staircase on the second floor, stroked her forehead and smiled, and gave Grandma Mu a look before taking the phone and talking.

Grandma Mu naturally knows what her granddaughter means, and this granddaughter-in-law doesn't say it, she can see how much she thinks about her grandson as an eye-catcher.

Seeing An Ran's lost look, Grandma Mu beckoned: "Xiao Ran, come and watch TV with grandma for a while." ”

An Ran said hello and walked to Grandma Mu's side.

"Xiao Ran, are you done?" Grandma Mu asked with concern.

"Well, it's done, grandma, has Mu Xingfeng called home these days?" Finally, I couldn't help but ask.

There is no way, it's been five days, there is no news at all, and when I think of the gunshot wound in his chest, An Ran said that it is impossible not to worry.

Although she has been at home all the time, she thinks that it is possible that the call may be made to the mobile phone of Mu Zhenzong and his wife, after all, on the day Mu Xingfeng left, she was still crying and shouting for divorce.

At this time, Old Man Mu raised his head from the newspaper, "No, maybe that kid forgot, the affairs in the army, and the execution of tasks cannot be casually contacted by the outside world, don't worry, there will be no accidents." ”

"Oh, I know," An Ran replied sullenly, turned her head and watched TV with Grandma Mu, but she didn't know what was playing on TV.

Mu Wanxin hung up the phone and ran over, "Xiao Ran, go change your clothes, and the old lady will take you out to play." ”

"Yes, let your sister take you out for a walk, young people don't always stay at home with us, Xingfeng, you don't have to worry, didn't your grandfather say it, it's okay, after so many years, we are all used to it, you should also learn to get used to it."

Grandma Mu was also persuaded on the side.

An Ran couldn't excuse himself, so he went upstairs to change his clothes.

The moment the door was closed, An Ran's little face puffed up with anger.

Sitting on the bed and picking up the marriage certificate on the bedside table, he looked at the man who was obviously a cold face on it, but slightly hooked the corners of his lips, stretched out his finger and poked it hard.

"Instructor Mu, I finally made up my mind to tell you, if you ignore me, I won't tell you again, and I'll get a divorce when you come back", An Ran said viciously, and finally said angrily to the photo: "Divorce." ”

After saying that, he threw the marriage certificate next to the pillow, threw himself on the big bed, reached for the phone, stared at it for a moment, and finally rubbed his hair fiercely.

She never knew it would be so hard to wait for someone's news, and she found that it would be crazy to go on like this.

(End of chapter)

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