Su Tang shrank back into the quilt and sighed secretly, thinking it was Mo Zeyan!
This feeling of disappointment is unique.
If Tang Qinyu hadn't had the car accident, she would have been fast asleep at this moment, waiting to go out and play with Mo Zeyan after dawn.
A minute later, the text message sound came again.
Su Tang helplessly picked up the phone from beside the pillow. It was the same number. "Girl! Why don't you guess who I am!"
She sat up suddenly, quickly checked the location of the phone, and found that it was a number from Kyoto.
Is it really him
Su Tang couldn't suppress the smile on his face, feeling slightly sweet yet a little bit unbelieving.
She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then sent a message, "Who are you?"
The other side quickly replied, 'Guess!'
Su Tang laughed, why is he so interesting!
That was the text he had sent her a year ago today.
"I can't guess! I gave you a code!"
'Star!'
Su Tang burst into laughter after reading it. This guy!
During dinner, the two of them watched the stars! They made an appointment to go to Yuncheng to watch the stars next time.
She came straight to the point and dialed the number.
The other end quickly answered the call, and it was indeed Mo Zeyan's voice, "Girl!"
"Brother! Is this your Kyoto number?" Su Tang leaned against the head of the bed and changed to a more comfortable position.
Her mood changed dramatically from cloudy to sunny after she found out it was Mo Zeyan.
Mo Zeyan said seriously, "Yes! It's my private number! I won't tell anyone!"
"Haha! So what you mean is that I'm not an ordinary person!" Su Tang himself did not realize how sweet her voice was.
Ze Yan was sensitive enough to notice, "How can Mo Da's sister be just an ordinary person!" He laughed in a low voice, "I hope I didn't disturb your sweet dream?"
"No! I was just about to go to sleep! Mo Da? Is this your nickname, brother?" Su Tang asked curiously.
Mo Zeyan explained softly, "Yes! Generally, people who are close to each other call him that. For example, Tao San, his real name is definitely not Tao San!"
It is really a pleasure to listen to his magnetic voice in a quiet environment.
Su Tang found it very interesting. "Haha! So funny! What's the third brother's name?"
Last time, Su Mingyue took the business card from Mo Zeyan, and she didn’t have the chance to see it.
Mo Zeyan actually kept it a secret, "His name is unusual!"
Su Tang asked anxiously, "Then tell me quickly, I'm really curious!" She guessed that the third brother's name must be very impressive!
"Really want to know?"
"Think about it!"
"Tao Ranfeng!"
"Haha!" Su Tang couldn't help laughing, "This name doesn't really fit him!"
"Right! So we all call him Tao San! On the contrary, he won't be used to it if we call him by his real name one day!" Mo Zeyan added in his mind that whenever he is called by his real name, that is usually when he gets into trouble.
Su Tang laughed non-stop, and when he caught his breath, he said, "Interesting! Big brother! I will thank him when I get a chance!"
"Okay! We'll wait for the chance! Girl, how are your relatives?" Mo Zeyan asked casually, as if he had no idea what had happened in between.
"Well! It's fine! I have to thank Third Brother and you this time!" Su Tang didn't want to say more. She didn't know whether Third Brother was annoyed or not. Anyway, she felt very sorry.
But in the final analysis, the third brother went to help because of Mo Zeyan, so she made up her mind to repay Mo Zeyan well, put aside those concerns, and express her gratitude sincerely.
"Why are you being so polite again! You should think about what kind of dinner you want to treat me to next time!"
"What to eat? How about this! Big brother, next time you come I will cook for you myself to thank you, okay?! I'm a pretty good cook!"
Mo Zeyan really didn't expect that because of this incident that disrupted his plans, now that he has upgraded his level, he can actually taste her cooking. There is no reason for him to refuse.
"Great! You forgot I've had it! Those ribs taste like home!"
"Yes! What kind of food do you like to eat? I'll show you my cooking skills then!"
Su Tang felt a little embarrassed, because the ribs he had eaten were originally prepared by her for Han Ke.
Because she lied to the mobile phone salesperson, saying that he had a family and a three-year-old child, and he caught her red-handed. After a disagreement, he started to snatch the phone away!
Thinking about that scene now, I still feel that he was so direct, but at the same time, he was really cold to her but warm inside.
"Just do what you are good at!" Mo Zeyan seemed very easy to talk to.
The two chatted and laughed for an hour and a half without realizing it. Su Tang felt the place where the phone touched his ear was burning hot.
In the end, Su Tang’s phone battery ran out, and the two reluctantly ended the call.
Su Tang smiled non-stop, and he didn't know where he got so much to talk about. The more he talked, the more he wanted to talk.
And at this moment in the dead of night, she felt Mo Zeyan's voice ringing in her ears, as if he was right beside her.
Su Tang fell asleep quickly with a big smile on his face, and naturally woke up late the next day.
It was already half past nine when she opened her eyes. Fortunately, it was the weekend.
After Su Tang simply washed up, she remembered that she couldn't contact Han Ke last night, so she called her out of concern.
This time it worked. When Su Tang asked her what happened to her phone last night, Han Ke's answer almost made her vomit blood: the phone was out of battery and she forgot to turn it on to charge it.
"Do you know how much time has been wasted because of this cell phone outage?"
"What's wrong? Tangtang! Aren't you still in Kyoto? Why are you looking for me so urgently? Do you want to ask me what local specialties I want to eat? Just have something of the same kind, I'm not picky!"
Su Tang poured cold water on him, "You wish! I'm back!"
Han Ke immediately raised his voice, "Oh my God! Did you come back specially to spend the holidays with me? You really love me the most!"
"Go to hell! Stop being so sentimental! I came back for other things..."
Su Tang simply told her that Tang Qinyu was in a car accident but was not seriously injured.
"Oh my god, it's a blessing that he's fine..." Han Ke sighed and suggested, "Since you're back, let's spend Christmas Eve together! I'll go get myself fixed up and get my hair permed, and when I'm done, where can I find you?"
"Then let's go eat pizza! It's my treat!"
"Okay! I love you the most!"
"Come on! You're just a jerk!"
Su Tang was in a very good mood because of the pleasant conversation he had with Mo Zeyan last night.
She also bought some fruits and went to see Tang Qinyu.
I rushed to the hospital straight after getting off the plane last night and didn’t have time to buy anything for her.
So when she entered the ward carrying some fruit and nutritional supplements, Tang Wanbin felt even more uncomfortable.
His own niece has already done such a thing. As an uncle, it would be very ungentlemanly for him to continue preaching to her.
So, this time when Dong Hongjie spoke indirectly, Tang Wanbin didn't need Su Tang to say anything, and directly changed the subject.
Su Tang sat for a while, talked with Tang Qinyu for a while, and then left. Han Ke was still waiting for her in the pizza shop.
Tang Qinyu quietly apologized for her mother, but Su Tang just smiled faintly and pinched her cheeks, "Take good care of yourself and worry less!"
In the evening, she, Han Ke and Bai Jing formed a three-person single girl group. They ate, drank and had fun together and were quite happy.
After returning home, she still received a call from Mo Zeyan.
The two continued the excitement from last night and chatted non-stop.
Su Tang had no choice but to admit it. The more she contacted Mo Zeyan like this, the more she liked and cared about him.
However, the gap between the two of them is not so easy to cross.
But, if she wanted to become a stranger just because of this, she really couldn't do it.
Besides, the two of them didn't make anything clear, so she was willing to play dumb... (To be continued)