"I ….I am Mo Roulan."
There was silence this ti on the other side making Mo Roulan check if the other side had already cut the call but the call was still ongoing.
And a few monts later, the sa voice ca again.
"Where is Jian?"
"Mr. He has a fever, Uncle so he asked to tell you that we will not be able to attend the party."
The silence again lingered on the other side of the phone for a few monts before a cold word fell in her ears.
"Alright."
And then ca the sound of the beep.
The call was cut.
Mo Roulan looked at the phone with a speechless expression.
He didn't even ask how is his son and if he had seen a doctor. What kind of father he was?
Although it has been a very long ti, she could rember very clearly that whenever she used to sick in her childhood, her mother would not leave her side.
So Mo Roulan was thoroughly left speechless by He Jian's father's actions.
She sighed in the end and decided to call the doctor. However, just when she was trying to find the number of a doctor, she got another call.
A voice entered her ears as soon as she picked the call.
"Hello, This is Fang Zhihan, a doctor. I just got a call from Uncle He Zhuang telling that Jian is sick."
It was only then she ca to know that why He Zhuang didn't bother to ask anything.
He directly called a doctor for his He Jian.
The doctor didn't talk much and just told her that he will soon be there. Till then if she had a thermoter then she should asure He Jian's temperature.
And then the call was cut again. That was how Mo Roulan t Fang Zhihan for the first ti in her past life.
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"Miss Mo, the door is unlocked."
Chu Feng voice fell in Mo Roulan's ears and she ca out of her trance.
In a daze, she looked at the four dots on the screen that didn't show the password but they were of green color showing that the password was correct.
She suddenly felt a little ironic inside her heart.
Here she used to think that she had forgotten everything about He Jian from her past life but even a password told by him was very clear in her mory.
How wrong she was.
Chu Feng, on the other hand, was very surprised. He only thought perhaps it was his boss who told Miss Mo the password of his apartnt. Regarding this new discovery, there was newfound respect in Chu Feng's heart for Mo Roulan.
Because this fact only represented just how much his boss valued Miss Mo …enough to even tell her the password of his apartnt.
Mo Roulan, on the other hand, was suddenly feeling a little weird. She turned to Chu Feng and said to him.
"Assistant Chu, I think you should go inside first and check if Mr. He is really inside."
Chu Feng nodded his head imdiately thinking that Mo Roulan might be hesitant to step inside an unfamiliar apartnt as he didn't know that she had already gone inside He Jian's apartnt before.
So he silently opened the door when Mo Roulan made so space for him and went inside.
Standing outside the apartnt, Mo Roulan wondered if she should go inside.
Her gaze went to the apartnt that was adjacent to He Jian's. It was where Xun Weilan and Zhu Jidong lived with their son.
Her heart was suddenly feeling very fast.
Why did it feel like everything was suddenly happening sa as from her past life?
The strange feeling only grew more when Chu Feng ca running outside and told her.
"Miss Mo, Boss is having a very high fever."
Mo Roulan exhaled a sharp sigh and licked her lips lightly.
In a daze, she stepped inside the apartnt and then went to He Jian's room followed by Chu Feng who was already trying to call Fang Zhihan but the call never went through.
Standing near the bed, Mo Roulan's gaze went to the phone placed on the bedside table.
As if responding to her gaze, the phone started to ring suddenly and Mo Roulan flinched completely.
With a pale face, she stepped forward and glanced at the number.
'Dad'.
The na on the screen said.
Gulping audibly, Mo Roulan first glanced at the bed where He Jian was lying but he was completely unconscious.
She then turned around only to find that the room was completely empty.
Where did Chu Feng go?
The phone rang again and again.
A frown marred the forehead of the man lying on the bed. Perhaps the sound disturbed him very much.
Mo Roulan noticed it. She gulped again unable to comprehend why she was feeling so stiff and nervous.
With trembling hands, she picked the phone and then slid the screen to answer it.
"Jian."
"Hello, Sir."
Mo Roulan responded in a shaking voice but her eyes were blank as she stared at the wall in front of her eyes.
She called He Zhunag 'Sir' instead of uncle, unlike her past life. After seeing He Jian's grandfather's behavior, Mo Roulan thought this kind of address will be much better.
"Who are you?"
"Mo Roulan. I am your son's neighbor."
Mo Roulan introduced herself suddenly feeling the satisfaction that this ti she had sothing to introduce herself, unlike her past self.
"Where is Jian?"
The question made her eyes flicker to the bed and she responded without stuttering.
"Mr. He is having a high fever. I and Assistant Chu just entered to find him lying on the bed completely unconscious."
The sa silence from past life lingered on the other side before she heard one-word response.
"Alright."
And then the call was cut.
Mo Roulan didn't put the phone back on the bedside table.
She continued to stare at the screen as if waiting for sothing…suddenly wishing what she was waiting for not to happen.
However, it happened.
The phone rang again.
And the caller was Fang Zhihan.
Everything was just like her past life.
It gave her the illusion that the sequence of the events could be anything but they would remain the sa.
It didn't matter if He Jian was in City H. It didn't matter that he t her early in this life.
He still fell ill. He Zhuang also called just at the mont she stepped inside the room. And then Fang Zhihan's call followed after.
Xun Weilan and Zhu Jidong were also here.
Would her brother also be snatched away from her just like her past life?
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