"Nokia..."
As soon as the words were spoken, a "beep beep beep" sound came from the phone.
"It hung up?"
Zhang Fan looked at the phone and hurriedly dialed again, but it couldn't be connected anymore.
"Ailao Mountain..."
Zhang Fan frowned, raised his hand, and was already standing at the door of his house.
He opened the door and headed straight to Zhang Lingzong's room.
"Where's the wardrobe in our house?"
Zhang Lingzong's room was a mess, the wardrobe that was placed in the corner had long turned into a pile of wood shavings, mixed with clothes scattered everywhere.
That wardrobe was made when his parents got married, and when they moved to Hongfu Garden, it was the only piece of furniture from the old house they brought along.
"The window was smashed too..."
Zhang Fan looked at the broken glass as the cold wind blew in fiercely.
"Last night..."
