119: As long as Xiao Feng is fine, I can do anything...

The dim, warm light in the room seemed to cast a dreamlike, ethereal veil over the entire space.

That soft light, which should have brought peace and warmth, could not dispel the thick, cloud-like gloom that shrouded the hearts of Zhang Qingning and Zheng Yiyun.

Zhang Qingning clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

The tears fell uncontrollably, like pearls from a broken string, pattering down.

Her heart was filled with fear and worry, and terrifying scenes played out in her mind like a movie:

Jiang Feng was surrounded by a group of fierce-looking villains, who held thick sticks and wore sinister expressions, viciously swinging them at Jiang Feng.

Finally, Jiang Feng was utterly defenseless against the attacks of the sticks, beaten black and blue, his clothes stained red with blood like a small stream.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shiver, feeling as if her world was about to collapse, and she herself was on the verge of toppling over.

Zheng Yiyun, sitting opposite her, had red-rimmed eyes and a slight tremor in her body, like a leaf trembling in the cold wind.

But she knew clearly that she was an elder, and in such a situation, she had to remain calm, like a ship navigating a storm, she had to keep her direction steady, otherwise, no one would truly be able to help Jiang Feng.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and encouraged herself mentally:

"I must hold on, Brother Feng is still waiting for me to help him!!!"

Then, she forced back her tears, her voice trembling slightly, and managed to squeeze out a smile, comforting:

"Qing Ning, don't cry yet, let's not rush, I'll try calling him again..."

With that, Zheng Yiyun picked up her phone, silently praying in her heart, her hand trembling uncontrollably.

Her fair, slender fingers mechanically slid and tapped on the phone screen, dialing Jiang Feng's number again and again.

Her eyes were fixed on the screen, as if that would make the call connect, her focused expression like someone guarding the last shred of hope.

Her heart was full of anticipation, hoping immensely that Jiang Feng would suddenly answer the phone and tell her he was okay.

Zheng Yiyun couldn't help but pray in her heart: "Please, you must be okay, as long as Brother Feng is fine, I can do anything... even if it shortens my life by a few years, I'm willing..."

But contrary to her wishes, each time the 'The number you dialed is currently switched off' prompt came through the receiver, it was like a heavy hammer, striking her heart fiercely.

That sound was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she kept muttering:

"Brother Feng, where exactly are you? Please don't let anything happen..."

Seeing this, Zhang Qingning, not believing it, also tried calling, and likewise received the cold 'switched off' prompt.

Her fingers kept pressing the redial button, her movements urgent and frantic, as if that would make her get news of Jiang Feng faster.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she said with a sobbing voice:

"Yun-Ayi... what do we do? The phone isn't connecting, where is Brother Feng? He wouldn't really be in trouble, would he? Will those bad guys hurt him..."

Zheng Yiyun took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

She knew she couldn't panic now; there were only two women in the house, with limited strength, and they absolutely couldn't lose their composure!

Then, she walked over to Zhang Qingning, gently put her arm around Zhang Qingning's shoulder, and held her tightly in her embrace, silently comforting her.

Zhang Qingning was like a wounded kitten, helplessly leaning into Zheng Yiyun's embrace, her body trembling incessantly, like a leaf fluttering in a strong wind.

Zheng Yiyun was tall and gracefully curved, with long, lustrous black hair casually draped over her shoulders.

At this moment, her face showed a hint of fatigue and worry, but her eyes revealed determination.

Zhang Qingning, on the other hand, had a delicate face and skin as white as snow.

At this moment, due to crying, her cheeks were flushed, like a vibrant flower swaying in the wind and rain.

Tears still hung on her eyelashes, like sparkling dewdrops, and her lips were slightly pouted, carrying a hint of grievance and unease.

The two of them embraced, their sobs rising and falling.

After a long while, Zheng Yiyun sniffled and forced a smile, saying:

"Qing Ning, don't worry yet... Brother Feng will definitely be fine. His skills are so good, ordinary people are no match for him. If he encounters something he can't resolve, at the very least he can run...

Maybe his phone just ran out of battery, or he encountered some emergency and can't answer the phone temporarily... Think about it, he's so smart, he'll definitely be able to protect himself..."

But before she could finish, her voice couldn't help but tremble, clearly she herself wasn't sure, thinking to herself:

"I hope it's really as I said, please don't let anything unexpected happen..."

Zhang Qingning cried and said, "But it's been so long, and there's no news at all, I'm really so worried."

Her heart was filled with fear and unease, as if an invisible hand was tightly clutching her heart.

Zheng Yiyun bit her lip, her rosy lips turning pale from her biting, and said:

"I'm worried too, Qing Ning, but we can't panic now, we need to find a way. Maybe he'll be back soon, let's wait a little longer..."

She secretly vowed in her heart: "I must find Brother Feng, no matter the cost..."

The two of them truly had no appetite for food, their hearts felt empty, as if they had lost their most precious treasure.

The warmth of the food on the table gradually dissipated, becoming cold, but neither of them had the mind to care.

The exquisite dishes now looked like meaningless decorations in their eyes.

Zhang Qingning sat there blankly, her eyes staring vacantly ahead, dangerous scenarios Jiang Feng might be encountering constantly surfacing in her mind, each scene making her heart tremble.

"Brother Feng, you must be safe. If something happens to you, I don't want to live either..."

She prayed silently in her heart.

Suddenly, Zhang Qingning seemed to make a great decision, fiercely wiping away her tears, her movements decisive and resolute, and said firmly:

"No, we can't just wait here, we have to go out and find Brother Feng! Maybe he needs us right now... If we just sit here, and he really encounters danger, there won't even be anyone to help him... We have to go find him, no matter what difficulties we face, I won't give up! If the law enforcement in Yangcheng don't handle it, we'll go to Jingcheng and report it!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yiyun gritted her teeth, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes, and said:

"Yes, you're right, let's go! We absolutely cannot sit idly by, we'll search separately, that way the chances of finding him are greater..."

Just as they picked up their things and were rushing to leave, the familiar sound of a door opening came from outside.

That sound was like a ray of dawn, instantly illuminating the darkness in their hearts, like a bright lamp suddenly appearing in the darkness, allowing them to see hope.

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