idered conclusion with a resolute attitude, effectively shutting down all of Zhuo Yu’an's attempts to persuade her to stay. 。"Tinglan, I will help you solve the problems on the project, and I promise...After dinner, Ms. Zhang returned to her room as usual and recorded her work reflections for the day in her phone's memo.

Halfway through recording, the old phone she placed beside her pillow suddenly rang. Her heart pounded as she hurriedly grabbed the phone and opened the message. It was him, three simple words: "Are you okay"

This was the first time Song Jingye contacted her in a month since she arrived in country X.

This old phone was given to her by Song Jingye when she was in high school. She has brought it with her everywhere these years, from the northwest to Beijing and now to Africa X.

Because she came to [country name], in order to save traffic, she put her domestic SIM card into this phone so that people back home could contact her anytime.

Seeing the message, her heart that had been floating in a foreign land suddenly felt grounded. She immediately used another phone to request a voice call via WeChat. She had been holding back these days, but at this moment, she just wanted to hear his voice.

As soon as it rang, Song Jingye answered and inexplicably asked, "Can WeChat be used"

Chen Ning was taken aback for a moment before she realized why he had sent her a text message instead of a WeChat message. He probably didn't want to use up her data.

How could she be so stingy I'd contact him, no matter how expensive it is, because...

"There's internet at the embassy, so I got a local SIM card and the data is pretty cheap."

Hearing the hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, Song Jingye chuckled softly and said, "Perhaps I am shallow. I'll send you my new number later."

"Okay."

"How are you adjusting over there" he asked.

His drills over in the southwest are almost finished, but not quite yet. Today was a special day to come out and...

A free time downhill, just to get in touch with her.

"My uncle was insightful," she said, referring to the issue of food. As she spoke, faint gunshots echoed from afar, and she hastily covered the mouthpiece of her phone with her hand.

"Are you hungry" Song Jingye asked, his voice no longer as lighthearted as before. Although the gunshots from her side were very faint and wouldn't be heard if you weren't deliberately listening, he was in this line of work, so he was particularly sensitive to sounds like that.

"That's true."

"What do you want to eat I'll mail it to you tomorrow."

She was trying to muffle the sounds from afar, not wanting him to worry;

As he spoke, he was carefully distinguishing the sounds coming from her side, identifying which weapons they originated from. He had a precise grasp of her situation there.

It was supposed to be a casual phone call, but the intermittent sounds made it heavy.

Finally, Song Jingye directly asked: "Is your place safe"

"It's very safe, the X country government offices are right next to us. Even though tribes fight each other fiercely, they wouldn't dare touch government people."

She was telling the truth, and that was why she had remained so calm despite initially being terrified by the sound of gunfire.

"Well, be sure to stay safe. Stick with Zhangzan when you go out. Don't act alone no matter what you do, understand" He reminded her again.

"Got it."

There was nothing left to say, but Chen Ling didn't want to hang up the voice call. She wished she had made a video call earlier; she really wanted to see him.

Song Jingye didn't hang up, just stayed silent. There was only the sound of their very slight breaths intertwined in his phone.

After a while, Song Jingye spoke first: "Wait a moment."

"What" she asked, her voice

The audio call has been hung up by Song Jingye.

I was feeling a bit down, but then my phone rang. It was a video request from him.

Chen Ning was so happy that she couldn't remember the last time she felt this way. She saw a video request and smiled before even accepting it. She immediately pressed the answer button.

"Uncle," she had called him seriously at first, but her joy got the better of her, and there was a hint of petulance in her voice.

Song Jingye was infected by her smile, "What are you laughing at"

Chen Ling was stunned, not knowing how to answer. She looked greedily at the person in the lens, he was so handsome.

Because he had been training in the mountains for a month, every day was intense and he habitually tightened his face, which gave him a more serious look. Moreover, wearing army green camouflage made his features appear even more three-dimensional and resolute.

She was both happy and a little bit sad. The more people she saw, the more he came to mind. Just a few days ago, she had been able to resist thinking about him.

She remained silent, so Song Jingye spoke up: “Take me to see where you work and live.”

"Okay."

She got up and walked out, holding her phone and introducing him along the way.

In the lens, Song Jingye just listened quietly, without interrupting, and even his expression became more and more with a hint of smile.

After the introduction and a few more chats, they finally ended the video call. Chen Ling only then suddenly remembered that when she introduced her surroundings, she never turned the camera around. She had been showing just her own face the whole time. So, for as long as she had been introducing things, Song Jingye had been looking at her face up close

Thinking of his smiling expression as he had been looking at her just now, her face flushed instantly, spreading to the base of her ears, burning and scorching.

Suddenly, Song Jingye sent another message after a while: "You've lost some weight. I'll send you some delicious food tomorrow."

After reading it, she held the phone, her heart was boiling over. She could only bury her head deeply under the covers to digest this surging emotion.

But after hanging up the video, Song Jingye's earlier ease vanished, leaving only worry in its place.

Influenced by northern countries, the tribal fighting in her country X will only intensify. If the government of X could control it, things wouldn't have come to this.

Based on the noises he just heard outside, he's likely to lose control. If that happens, the x country government will be struggling to save itself, let alone them.

This worried him.

The drills in the southwest were mainly some final touches, so he left them to his subordinates and returned to Beijing first to get details from the Foreign Ministry.

An outside party responded, "We are monitoring the situation. At any time, we will put our colleagues' safety first."

After finishing, she glanced at Song Jingye: "What are your plans How can we cooperate"

Upon being asked, Song Jingye suddenly realized that his direct arrival to inquire was unconventional. Given his position, it could easily lead to misunderstanding that there was a major development within the department requiring their cooperation. Therefore, he said, "This is my personal matter, I apologize for the disturbance."

After they came out, they got in the car and drove home. He had driven this road many times before, every time to pick her up for a meal and send her home. This time, looking at the empty passenger seat, he felt very uncomfortable.

He thought, human habits are a bit frightening.

Being in this kind of environment, thoughts started to come rushing in. I even found myself unknowingly following x country's weather forecast on my phone and checking related news from the foreign ministry's website.

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