Li Jingchen asked again: "Then did he say how long he would be gone?"
Zhou Mo lowered his eyes, looked at the tea cup, and said slowly: "He said that it could be as short as three months or as long as half a year."
Li Jingchen asked: "Did he call you or send you text messages during this period?"
Zhou Mo bit his lower lip and said, "I've been beaten and sent, but the frequency is getting less and less. I've only received a text message from him once recently. It said, 'Everything is fine. Please rest assured that my child and I will wait.'"
He came home'."
"Is it?"
It seems that Zong Qi still has the energy to send text messages, Li Jingchen thought.
"But I still miss him, and I miss him more and more, so I drew sketches of him and filled my studio. Every time I miss him, I just need to raise my eyes and I can see him, as if
He hasn't left me yet." Zhou Mo's next words were filled with sadness.
Li Jingchen looked at her steadily and didn't speak for a long time.
He is waiting.
Wait for Zhou Mo to say something else or ask something.
But he waited and waited, but Zhou Mo just drank tea quietly.
This made Li Jingchen a little strange.
Why didn't Zhou Mo ask him about Zong Qi's current situation?
You know, he purchased many of the intelligent robots in the deep-water harbor from Zong Qi's scientific research institution. Some time ago, he personally signed a new contract with Zong Qi, and Zhou Mo saw it.
In this case, it is not an exaggeration for Zhou Mo to ask him to go to the scientific research institution to see Zong Qi.
unless......
Li Jingchen thought of a possibility and couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.
If his conjecture was correct, wouldn't Zhou Mo be enduring tremendous pain alone?
Thinking of this, Li Jingchen raised his eyelids and asked: "Zhou Mo, do you already know something?"
Zhou Mo seemed to be thinking about something, and when he heard his voice, he asked absently: "What did you say?"
"Do you have any guesses about Zong Qi's sudden departure? Or..." Li Jingchen's eyes deepened: "You already know why he left?"
After Zhou Mo froze, he said in a daze: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Seeing her like this, Li Jingchen frowned and said, "Okay, then I'll just tell you that Zong Qi is sick."
After Zhou Mo froze, the fingers holding the edge of the cup began to tighten.
The next second, Li Jingchen's voice came again: "Don't you ask me what disease he has?"
Zhou Mo's eyes wandered for a moment, but he quickly pretended to be calm and said: "What else could it be? Isn't it just infertility? I already knew this, so you don't need to tell me."
After Li Jingchen was silent, he said: "No more."
"...more than that?" Zhou Mo's voice trembled, and his pretty face turned pale unconsciously.
Li Jingchen looked directly into her trembling almond eyes and said, "If you want to know, I can tell you everything."
Zhou Mo squeezed the water cup tightly, and the tea leaves kept sloshing in the translucent water cup, which showed the owner's uneasy heart at this time.
Li Jingchen quietly waited for her decision.
Finally, after a long silence, Zhou Mo suddenly asked in a low voice: "So, please tell me, why does Zong Qi have a nosebleed for no reason? Is it related to his illness?"
Li Jingchen was startled for a moment and then thought to himself: It seems that Zhou Mo does know something about the inside story.