As time passed and it was noon, he could no longer convince himself.
The girl who made my heart beat fast and inspired me to write was really unwilling to pay attention to me.
It was the first time that Tian Haomiao felt such a soul-stirring heart-pounding feeling towards a member of the opposite sex, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity like this.
To this end, Tian Haomiao began to actively send messages to the other party every day, telling him about the interesting things he encountered in his daily life, but the other party never responded.
Tian Haomiao was not discouraged and continued to send messages to the other party, but he didn't dare to send messages too frequently in order to avoid causing the other party to get annoyed and block him.
At the same time, he started to see a personal trainer and eat slimming meals, so that his body, which had become fat due to decadence in the past six months, returned to its previous state. He quit drinking and looked forward to his next day by picking up his phone from time to time.
His yearning for her deepened every day, giving him more and more inspiration, and he created several good songs.
No, he still lacks a hit song.
However, these songs he created before were obviously pretty good, but if they were used as title songs, they would lack some meaning.
Tian Haomiao could only continue to wait, and at the same time he was also working on his creation. However, for half a month, he had not created any new songs. It seemed that his inspiration had returned to the previous state, and he was so exhausted that he could not write a single word.
He could only put down his work temporarily and give himself some time to relax.
In the evening, the night outside the window gradually deepened. In a few days it would be Christmas Eve. He looked down at the laughter and joy on the street and felt extremely lonely. Although he stayed in the house, his heart felt unusually cold.
At this moment, he particularly missed the girl he had only met once. He mustered up the courage to send her a voice message, "I don't know if you have seen the message I sent you, but I really hope you can give me a chance to pursue you, okay."
The other side was still quiet.
Neither replying nor blocking him made Tian Haomiao feel even more bitter.
Tian Haomiao sent another voice message to the other party, "I was thinking at the time that you might occasionally take a look at the message I sent you. Christmas is coming in a few days, and it's snowing here."
The other side was still extremely quiet.
Tian Haomiao knew that the other party might never send him a message again, and he suddenly wanted to sing the song he wrote to the other party.
At least these songs were written for her.
Tian Haomiao turned around and took out his guitar, recorded the song he played and sang, sent it to her, and then typed: This is the song I wrote for you.
He put down his phone and suddenly felt empty and lost.
Maybe it's really time to give up.
Ding Dong.
The phone suddenly lit up, displaying an incoming message with the words "First Encounter" in the title.
This is the contact nickname he got for the other party.
The other party actually replied to me.
The moment this thought flashed through his mind, Tian Haomiao suddenly trembled all over. He couldn't tell whether he was excited or couldn't believe it. It took him several seconds before he dared to look at the message sent by the other party.
First sight: The song is very nice, I like it very much.
Tian Haomiao was trying hard to hold back his excitement and wanted to shout out loud to express his inner excitement.
She said the song was very nice!
She finally understood herself.
Does this mean that perhaps the parallel lines between them will begin to cross and there will be opportunities for development
Don't be abrupt, be more steady, Tian Haomiao kept telling himself, and then typed to the other party: Really? I have written other songs, do you want to listen to them
Originally, these songs should not be played by others before they are released, but Tian Haomiao wanted to let the other party hear all his best songs, to listen to his heart and his soul saying how much he cares about her.
First meeting: Okay.
Tian Haomiao played and sang the songs he wrote for the other party. The girl once again praised him highly and said that such beautiful songs should not be heard only by her.
Tian Haomiao no longer cared about concealing his identity and said that after some time, he would prepare to make these songs into an album, but he lacked a hit song.
First meeting: What can I do for you
Tian Haomiao took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to type to the other party: I want to meet you.
First meeting: Okay!
Tian Haomiao looked at the exclamation mark behind the other person's name and felt a sudden tightness in his heart. He couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.
What's wrong with him
In the next few days, Tian Haomiao began to send messages to the other party more and more eagerly. This time, the girl was not as indifferent as before and chatted with him. Tian Haomiao felt that now was the time. He sent a voice message to the other party asking her name and when she would come to see him, or he could take the initiative to go to see her.
First meeting: I’m on my way to see you. I’ll tell you my name when the time comes.
Another three days passed.
She sent a message.
First meeting: I'm already here.
Tian Haomiao suppressed his excitement and sent a message: Then shall I pick you up
First meeting: I'm already at your house.
Tian Haomiao was stunned and couldn't help laughing. He sent a voice message to the other party: "Stop joking, I'm serious. It's dark now. It's dangerous for a girl like you to stay outside. I'll find you wherever you are."
First meeting: I'm at your house.
Tian Haomiao didn't know why the other party lied, so he could only ask: "Okay, okay, you said it was at my house, so do you have any evidence?"
The other party was silent for a few seconds, then sent a photo.
Tian Haomiao clicked it and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
The background of the photo sent by the other party was a residential house, and the person in the center of the photo was looking down at his phone.
What really frightened Tian Haomiao was that the man in the photo was himself! ! !