In the dark room, Gun closed his eyes and handed the phone to 97: "Delete it for me."
Ah? Boss, is this doing me? Just uninstall the Weibo client? 97 took the phone, didn't dare to delay half of his gaze, and deleted it directly.
I thought that the boss finally got the hang of it and wanted to sign up for a personal Weibo.
Who doesn’t have a personal Weibo in this era. If the news of Gun’s registration on Weibo goes out, it will definitely be the same as SP’s solo, Dt and grunt fans overnight. Oh, no, obviously Gun’s face was the best in those days. Beautiful, the character is also the most difficult to deal with, no matter what age this kind of cold and cold are the most attractive to girls, right? There must be more fans...
No wonder.
When 97 returned the phone to Gun, he understood the boss's intention not to open his personal account: he was afraid that his sister-in-law would be jealous.
At this thought, 97 unexpectedly felt that the big demon in front of him had some popularity
"You are on Weibo, you usually leave messages to exchange?" He hasn't slept for two days and has been playing practice games with a few players. At this time, he was really sleepy and had a headache.
"Ah? Really," This question is a bit strange. Chatting with people you know usually uses WeChat. Whoever posts messages on Weibo is all fans. "But private messaging is more convenient."
Private letters? Gun's eyes barely opened, and he glanced at 97.
The latter chilled with a swish of his neck.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to manage. Gun was sleepy again, closed his eyes, and entered the Do Not Disturb mode.
There are several taboos about guns in K&K. For example, now, when he wants to sleep, it is best to disappear immediately, and don't say a word of nonsense.
97 immediately shut up, left the room lightly, and slowly, slowly, closed the door.
Huh, the air pressure in Boss’s room is too low recently, right...
He stood at the door, patted his chest and was shocked, then immediately took out his phone and swiped his Weibo. Suddenly, my fingers stopped and I went...
The boss specifically registered on Weibo to... See your sister-in-law show affection? !
Breathe, breathe, take a deep breath...
Tong Nian worked hard to regain consciousness, the first thing was to copy down his mobile phone number, quickly follow his account, and delete the message. Everything was done in one go, but it was discovered by sharp-eyed fans.
Passerby: Am I right? ! Your Highness has followed a trumpet! ! A mobile account without an avatar! !
Passerby: Where
Passer-by: Kneel... Seek mutual understanding! !
Passersby: Our squid's great taste is really extraordinary!
Passerby: I also want to register for a trumpet! ! ! ! I also want to be paid attention to by His Highness! ! ! !
…
She was shocked by the comments, so she hurriedly took a look at his Weibo, huh, fortunately, it is very deserted, there is no grass, and will not be hooked. Uh-huh. So she didn't sleep well for two nights, so she rolled her tail with her phone number.
Regardless of what's going on on Weibo, she is now full of heart and eyes on this one thing, and the rest is all clouds!
Under the bedside light, she raised her phone high and looked at the string of numbers...
It's eight o'clock, isn't it late
Take a deep breath.
do not be afraid.
Uh-huh.
Press to dial, and then gently place it to your ear.
Bang Bang Bang... Heartbeat.
Beep, beep, beep... Waiting for the tone.
Bang Bang Bang... Heartbeat.
Toot, toot, toot...
Suddenly, the call was connected—
Then, there was no sound... There was no sound...
She stupidly held the phone and tried "Hello?", but there was still no sound...
Copy the wrong number? No way? I checked it several times just now.
…
A few seconds later, she sat up from the bed and was about to hang up. Suddenly his voice came from the other end of the phone, very confused and very... Low air pressure: "Tong Nian?"
"Uh, uh, it's me..." She immediately heard that he was sleeping, "I am—"
What I want to say is TT, why I forgot all about it, and cried stupidly...
"I went to the United States on February 24," Gun's voice was very low, very low, very low... as if she would fall asleep again at any time, "March 19th, EK306—"
"Oh oh." She immediately remembered this string of information.
"Something," his voice is not clear anymore, as if struggling on the edge of the dream, "come back."
She said twice, trying to say that she was fine. Unexpectedly, the people on the phone had fallen into pure silence.
She gave another two soft feeds, and stopped harassing him very obediently, and hung up the phone spontaneously.
Then, he looked at the phone blankly for two minutes.
Going to the United States for so long, is it a game? It's hard work, it's not over yet.
So, nearly half a month's time.
The two have never contacted again. Every time Tong Nian takes out his mobile phone and wants to call him, he thinks that he will lead the players to train, play games, socialize, and... In short, they should not be disturbed easily. Then silently, put the phone away.
When she waited for the Lantern Festival, she was holding her mobile phone, looking at his phone number tangled, and thinking about whether to make a call on the holiday, her mother brought out a bowl of peanut sesame filling from the kitchen and handed it to her, tentatively She asked, "Did you break up with your boyfriend?" "Huh?" She was stunned, and reached out to take the bowl.