Some things get used to and it's hard to quit!

  The quilt and sheets were pulled down by Tang Lin, piled on the floor, and then crawled into the bed to search around, but still couldn't find the phone. This time, she sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling a bit desperate, "Phone, I love you so much, how can you leave me? Phone, you belong to the country, you belong to the battlefield, you can't...can't abandon us!"

  Yu Sheng Jun, standing outside the door, heard what Tang Lin said and suddenly his mind went blank. His legs seemed to be out of control and he took two steps back, almost falling over. A sense of collapse that had never happened before came over him. A familiar name slipped from his lips, "Shao... Shao Qi?"

  The country she spoke of, the battlefield, could it be... that the one she loved was General Shao Qi, the Guardian of the Country?

  She, has she already found love?

  I already have someone I love!

  The holy king took a deep breath, afraid to guess any further, fearing that the oxygen in his body would be drained, and he couldn't bear the pain of not breathing.

  That kind of pain which won't kill him but leaves him breathless, he really can't bear it!

  Gently and cautiously, the Holy Lord leaned against the wall with his back, only in this way could he avoid falling onto the passageway and becoming an emotional failure.

  He had never experienced the taste of despair and collapse before, but now he did. This taste was so painful that it felt like being cut by thousands of knives, ten thousand knives.

  Falling in love with her is so subtle, seeing her is so difficult.

  Tasted the joy of love, suffered from the longing to meet again.

  Now I think that being with each other for a lifetime is just a matter of opening the door to her heart.

  But who would have thought that when you poured out your heart, the beauty had already made an appointment.

  The heart-wrenching pain made the Holy Lord suffer greatly, he grasped his chest with one hand, the more he grasped, the more wrinkled his clothes became. When his expression was pained to the extreme, his fist had already frequently pounded on his chest, once, twice, thrice... As long as it could make his heart feel less unbearable, even if his chest was pounded to pieces, it didn't matter.

  Inside the house

  Tang Lin opened the camouflage bag, took out a pack of Mentos, tore it open, reached in and grabbed a handful of Mentos, put them in her mouth, chewed while sniffing her nose, "It's really careless, if I had taken better care of my phone, this wouldn't have happened, waaah, my phone, my beloved phone!"

  Hearing her crying, Yu Sheng Jun outside the door finally couldn't hold back, and a pitiful tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, accompanied by a pitiful smile.

  Haha, he's completely hopeless!

  A woman who can cry for a man when she's alone proves how much she loves that man!

  The holy king wiped away the second tear that had not had a chance to slide down his cheek, supporting himself with difficulty, and returned to his room. At the moment he closed the door, he fainted again, leaning weakly against the door, breathing more heavily than before...

  Late at night.

  Only Tang Lin's room was still lit up.

  Bid farewell to the sorrow of losing her mobile phone, Tang Lin only spent three or four hours. At this time, she was no longer sad about losing her phone, but the reason for not sleeping so late was that she was making a work plan for tomorrow.

  It was late at night, and Yu Shengjun hadn't slept either. Although the lights in his room had been turned off long ago, he was now standing alone in front of the window.

  Tonight, he reminded himself countless times that she was a woman who loved to give.

  Tonight, he also commanded himself countless times not to hang himself on a tree again. However, when he saw the light still on in the house next door, he really couldn't persuade himself to close the window and go to bed.

  He has adapted to this way of quietly protecting her and is also used to it.

  So once you get used to something, it's hard to quit.

  One night passed quietly.

  At the fifth watch, Tang Lin finally went to bed after blowing out the candle. At this time, Emperor Sheng would close his window and prepare for sleep, but the drumming sound on the street would remind him that it was time to attend the morning court session.

  But how can he get it, his mobile phone is not with him.