Pudong, Lujiazui.
The dazzling night view of the Magic City is clearly and grandly greeted by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the 50th-floor suite of the Hyatt Regency Hotel.
Holding the phone that had just hung up the call, No. 3 walked out of the back room, looked up at No. 5, who was sitting beside the bed, and No. 1, who was standing leisurely in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his arms folded, and said:
"Contacted."
"It took a bit of work... but the guy agreed to meet us."
"About London."
The tone is casual like an understatement, but although he said "it took a little time", in fact, if other people know the truth, they will be deeply shocked, because the person who just made an appointment on the phone number three is from the previous generation to the Today's new generation may have never sold anyone's face for more than ten years.
In fact...
Perhaps even by virtue of the face of the third person, it is easy to invite the existence that has always been mysterious and withdrawn to the point of being alone and never contacting other powerhouses of the previous generation.
In the end, it was actually because of a certain sentence conveyed by No. 3--
"The guy No. 1 said that this meeting will satisfy your greatest wish."
No. 3 frowned and looked at the man standing in front of the window:
"Hey, I'm blowing it out for you, but you don't know that guy's temper. If you make him think we're fooling him... It's a little troublesome."
With the character of No. 3 who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, even if he encounters Lee Do-jae from South Korea or Crow, the most mysterious crow in Europe, he will not care much, but it is the one who was talking on the phone just now... Let him always Some fear and admiration.
No. 1 in front of the floor-to-ceiling window nodded noncommittally:
"Thanks for your hard work."
"You don't need to worry about the rest. When the time comes... I'll talk to him in person."
After speaking, he turned to look at his fiancée sitting beside the bed: "Xiao Wu, let's rebook the ticket to London, and we'll take the train to Manchester the next day."
No. 5, who had a portable laptop on his lap, nodded slightly, then tapped the keyboard with his slender and white fingers flexibly and quickly, and soon raised his head to reveal a slap in the face to his fiancé and his old friend who was standing next to him. The playful expression that others have no chance to see:
"Um."
"It's done~"
"Then let's go to Manchester one day earlier." No. 3 touched his chin and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, if you want to visit that girl, wouldn't it be better to say hello in advance?"
No. 1 paused for a moment, then looked at No. 3 with approval: "Young San, you are more reliable and considerate than before."
No. 3 rolled his eyes angrily: "Don't be poor."
indeed.
For anyone else, No. 3 would not and would not bother to think about so many thoughtful things, because most people were not worth his attention at all, but the one was hospitalized in St Edinland's Hospital in Manchester. The young girl is the one he rarely admires and even likes.
is a special case.
No. 5 smiled slightly: "Well, then I'll call Baozi first, it should be daytime at her place."
As she said that, she picked up the mobile phone beside her and quickly dialed a series of numbers. A burst of "dududu" voice came from the receiver, but slowly, as the monotonous voice continued, No. 5's face appeared. His expression changed slightly, with a bit of surprise and doubt:
"No... Is anyone picking up?"
…
At home, by the bed in the bedroom, after typing the four-character message, Lin Feng looked at the phone screen for a long time, and then took a deep breath as if he could give himself enough courage again.
at last.
Grit your teeth and close your eyes.
He clicked and pressed the Confirm Send button.
So a four-word message was successfully sent out in this way, but Lin Feng suddenly lost his strength as if relieved, and slammed down on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
At the same time, in a direction that Lin Feng did not notice, through the hidden door of the bedroom, the whole process of someone taking a mobile phone and making up his mind to send a text message was secretly watched by Su Xue outside the door. Seeing someone lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze at this moment, Su Xue couldn't help smiling knowingly, and gently closed the door again.
this kid...
Finally took the initiative to take that step.
Su Xue's mood couldn't help but become much lighter. After all, compared with her own future career development prospects, it was the younger brother's mind that made her more concerned.
It seems that a message has been sent, and with the character of the girl from Manchester on the other side of the ocean, she must have been very happy when she saw this message, and now according to the time zone, the British side should be daytime--
In other words, this kid will probably be able to reply to Baozi's message soon, right
Reasonably.
It really should be so.
…
For Lin Feng, he naturally knew the current time in the time zone where the person he sent the message was in.
Once the information is sent, it should naturally be seen soon.
When such a thought flashed through my mind, I felt relieved just a moment ago because I sent a message, but suddenly tense again the next moment, so someone swishly sat up from the bed again, staring intently Look at your phone screen.
He has sent the information.
But…
How will the other party react when they see it
Will you reply to him
And if he replies, he should say something to the other party, maybe even if he calls back directly, should he answer it? It's been more than half a year since I haven't heard the girl's voice, so typing and sending a message may be okay, But if he were to speak directly... would he be unable to speak
For a time, all kinds of messy thoughts swarmed and stuffed Lin Feng's head into a mess. All of a sudden, there was no sleepiness at all, and he was full of tension beyond expectations. He was nervous... How would the other party respond
Half an hour passed.
Forty-five minutes passed.
An hour passed.
Plug in the data cable to the mobile phone that reported the battery warning reminder and start charging. Lin Feng continued to stare blankly at the screen on the mobile phone screen, and after the message he sent out "How are you doing?" There is no reply.
Haven't seen the information yet
This was Lin Feng's first reaction, and then he began to calculate what time it was in Manchester, England. It seemed to be in the afternoon. Maybe people were still in class, but that's not right. Today is the weekend, isn't it? During a nap or something else that prevented him from seeing his past messages
Perhaps this should be the first time someone has been so preoccupied with gains and losses, and it's just because of such an ordinary little thing.
But maybe...
For Lin Feng, this is not a trivial matter.
Because if you just don't see the information, then it's not too big of a problem. Another situation that exists is--
if.
The other party has seen the message, but has not responded
When such thoughts couldn't stop arising in his mind, Lin Feng only felt that his heart suddenly tightened.
that girl...
Could it be that you don't want to reply to your own messages
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The update is sent, these two days are too busy... Happy Christmas Eve, friends, be happy.