The two of them just chatted with each other, and Su Rourou's eyelids began to fight. Although she tried very hard to open that skin that was like double-sided tape, but...
"Hello, Brother Rou? Brother Rou? Why are you silent?" Ke Shaoze on the other side of the microphone called her name several times.
Su Rourou quickly wiped her saliva and pulled herself together: "Oh, no...it's nothing. Aren't you sleepy?"
Ke Shaoze looked at his phone, only to realize that it was past two o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He felt very relaxed and at ease when talking to Su Rourou, and he forgot the time while chatting.
"Are you sleepy? Why don't you go to bed!"
"No... I'm not sleepy." Su Rourou pinched her thigh vigorously, speaking insincerely.
The two chatted for a while, this time it was Ke Shaoze's turn to fight eyelids, but Su Rourou passed the point of dozing off and became more energetic.
"Brother Rou... I'm a little sleepy, are you sleepy?" Ke Shaoze's voice was already sleepy and vague.
Su Rourou was furious: "No, I can't sleep now! It's all your fault, don't even try to sleep well!"
"Oh, alright... then let's continue! I'm very loyal!" Ke Shaoze changed the hot phone to the other ear, "Brother Rou, then you can sing a song and listen to it, and help me Refreshing."
"No, I can't sing any songs, I can only sing the national anthem." Su Rourou was born with tone deafness, and rarely sang in front of others.
"Then let me sing for you, okay?"
"Okay, if you want to sing so much, I'll try to listen to it!"
Unexpectedly, Ke Shaoze really sang. His voice was a little hoarse, with a different kind of tenderness in such a late night.
"The wind blows the rain into flowers
Time can't catch up with the white horse
Dreams in the palm of your youth
Still holding on
…”
Su Rourou didn't know when she fell asleep, she only knew that Ke Shaoze's singing seemed to be lingering in her dream.
When she woke up, she was still holding the frighteningly hot phone in her hand. On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of Ke Shaoze's even breathing.
Only then did Su Rourou realize: Oh my God! They just held the phone and slept all night, contributing to the "China Mobile" communication in vain
She tentatively shouted into the microphone: "Hey, wake up!"
Ke Shaoze's breathing stopped abruptly: "What time is it?"
While speaking, he rubbed his eyes, only to realize that he was still holding the phone in his hand.
The morning sun shines into the room through the cracks in the curtains, bringing a glimmer of light to the dimly lit room.
Su Rourou heard Ke Shaoze say "Good morning" to her in a lazy voice...
Looking at the ray of sunlight shooting into the room, she felt that the whole world was so beautiful.
She never thought that she could be so close to him.
Later, Ke Shaoze often called her on weekend nights, which seemed to become a habit of his. And every time, the two of them fell asleep unconsciously.
Su Rourou never knew that Ke Shaoze was such a talkative person. He can talk about the latest popular single from the wolf dog next door; he can talk about which drink is better from the nba basketball game... Of course, the most he talks about is about An Yirou.
Whenever he talked about An Yirou, Su Rourou's heart throbbed faintly. However, she still listened quietly, listening to him talking about the bitterness of unrequited love, listening to him saying that he wanted to get closer to her...
She touched the position of her chest, thinking silently in her heart: Will it be so painful that she will be numb someday? Then suddenly one day, she won't feel heartbroken because of him anymore
She hoped that that day would come sooner, and she also hoped that that day would never come...