Kapok blinked and nodded.
"...well, maybe."
Chu Yao jumped up excitedly: "God, I'm so happy, I can finally have love."
The girl opened her mouth, and after a while, a few words popped out.
"Congratulations... Congratulations."
-
early morning.
Some office workers are too lazy to buy breakfast, so they go to the convenience store. After the rush hour in the morning, Kapok is free.
With nothing to do, she turned on her phone and found the only person she followed on Weibo again.
Prologue.
She scans the comments of fans.
[I will meet with my husband at nine o'clock today.]
[I really want to know what little brother Muyan looks like, a single voice has already fascinated us old ladies.]
[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo]
[The voice of the preface is simply the best I have ever heard.]
[Just one voice can fascinate you like this, can you be a little bit promising, don't you think so, husband?]
[Upstairs is so shameless, that's obviously my husband!]
Although there are only three Weibo posts, there are many messages from fans, all of which are all confessions.
So Mu Mian held the mobile phone in her small hand, blinked her black and white eyes, and opened the memo according to the original owner's memory.
It is full of love stories about the preface.
[Today is the sixty-fifth day of liking you. Your voice has been with me for a long time, and I find that I cannot live without your voice more and more.]
[Today is the 100th day of liking you, more and more people like you, you should be so good, I really want you to see me.]
[Today is the 204th day of liking you. You accompany me every night, never absent. I began to think, what would you look like?]
[…]
There are many love stories recorded. After reading it, Kapok's beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Quickly return to the main page.
No, no, no, absolutely not, it's too nasty.
The girl was quiet, thought for a while, and started typing to leave a message.
[I appreciate the voice of the preface, can you see the preface?]
After posting it, it disappeared within a minute. The delicate girl frowned slightly, and he didn't even post on Weibo, let alone reply to fans, unless his Weibo was stolen for him to notice.
Um
Wait... Stealing Weibo
"Host, I advise you not to have these unrealistic thoughts."
The system pops up at critical moments.
Kapok rested her chin and let out a cold snort casually.
"Then you're talking about what you think is realistic."
"..."
Maybe this person barely reads Weibo, even if it was stolen by him, he might not know it.
Thinking of her, she sighed.
For the first time, I feel that it is so difficult to confess a person. I don’t know what he looks like, what his name is, and where he lives, but he has to confess to such an idol.
-
nine o'clock.
Kapok kept watch on time, put on the earphones, and heard a slightly hoarse and magnetic voice.
Carrying the snacks for her roommate in her hand, she walked slowly towards the station. The girl in the white skirt was flawless and fluffy facing the breeze, and the tips of her ears were gently blown by the wind.
Stop at the bus stop as usual.
In the earphones, the anchor's voice is flat and soft, but it seems to have a magic power, the voice can't help but make people listen to it, and Kapok subconsciously calms down with this melodious voice.
Today's topic is:
[First encounter]
(end of this chapter)