She was overjoyed and immediately opened the email. Sure enough, it was from Ling Ang: Sorry, I am in the United States now and I am too busy at work, so I haven't sent you an email in the past two days. It doesn't matter if the cup is broken, we will win another one next time. As long as you like it, I can win back all the crystal cups for you. Don't be sad because of this, otherwise I will feel bad when I see you when I come back.
There was also a photo of him in the email. In the photo, he looked as handsome as ever, smiling like a god. That warm smile seemed to pass through the screen and shine directly on her face.
Seeing his splendid smile, her heart relaxed.
It was like this for many days that followed, and Ling Ang never called her.
But I send her an email almost every day.
The emails were full of warm words, instructing her to take care of herself every day and pay attention to her diet. She also talked about her daily work, which city she was in now, etc.
Two weeks passed, and the two of them kept in touch in this way.
Although they were still in contact every day, she hadn't heard his voice for a long time, and there was always a silent hollow in her heart.
In order to hear his gentle voice, she deliberately set an alarm clock in the middle of the night and chose to call around his meal time.
However, she felt so disappointed every time because every time his phone got a busy signal, was turned off, or was redirected to the message box.
It's been like this all week.
She suddenly felt a little strange and worried that something might happen to Ling Ang.
She immediately called the villa in Australia, and the housekeeper answered the phone.
"Butler, what's wrong with Ang? The phone has been disconnected."
The housekeeper was silent for a moment: "Well... the young master has gone on a business trip to other countries and has been very busy. I haven't seen him in many days, but I heard from Jerry that he is very busy and is preparing for a very important project."
"Oh." She felt a little more at ease when she heard that Ling Ang was working on a new project in another country.
But she still felt a little uneasy after not hearing him speak to her in person for so long.
So she left him another message: Ang, no matter how busy you are, please give me a call. I really miss you.
That night, she did receive a call from Ling Ang. She was immediately elated and blurted out, "Ang, if you don't call me, I won't be able to eat anymore."
"Fool, can my voice fill your stomach?" He still used the very casual words, but his voice was a little different from usual, with a slight darkness and an unpredictable erraticness.
"Ang, what's wrong with your voice?"
"Well, I have a bit of a cold, so my voice has changed a bit."
When Wang Aoshuang heard this, she immediately asked anxiously: "Are you seriously ill?"
"It's not serious. It's just a little pain in my throat, so my voice has become hoarse."
"Oh," after all, changes in voice due to colds are a very common problem, so she didn't pay attention to it, "Then don't be too busy and take a break after work."
"Yes." He agreed readily, "I will take care of myself, and you should take care of yourself too."
The two chatted for a while, and Ling Ang concluded that it would be appropriate to have a meeting and ended the call.
After putting down the phone, Wang Aoshuang felt something weird in her heart that she couldn't express.