Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 292
Qingran's eyes fell on the mobile phone screen, and the last sentence of the two chatted on the words "I can't sleep" sent by Xie Ying'an.

She couldn't sleep either, but that was just now.

That's right, but after chatting with Xie Ying'an for a few words, she felt sleepy.

Mimi held the phone and closed her eyes in a daze, and didn't even turn off the small desk lamp that had just been turned on.

Qingran fell asleep here, but Xie Ying'an was still not sleepy, not only did not feel sleepy, but he was much more energetic than before.

The process of waiting for the news was painful, and he knew very well how slow Qingran was typing.

But this time, he stared at the phone for more than 5 minutes, and the screen went off again and again, and was turned on again and again. Not to mention waiting for Qingran to reply to the message, the words "the other party is typing..." were not displayed on the top of the interface.

Could it be that this time he chatted to death again?
Xie Yingan read the chat records of the two again——

have you slept?
No.

Still not sleeping?
Didn't you sleep too?
I can not sleep
He sent the last two messages. Li Qingran came out like a sleepwalker and made a fuss. Two sentences, but only six short words, easily touched all his emotions?

Simply ridiculous.

Xie Ying'an sneered at the phone, threw the phone on the pillow, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

There was silence in the room, and the senses and perceptions were infinitely magnified in the darkness, but no matter how magnified, Xie Yingan, who was struggling to fall asleep, never heard the sound of a mobile phone vibrating next to his ear.

The more you want to sleep, the harder it is to fall asleep.

The more we wait for the news, the less the news will come.

Time was flowing slowly, Xie Ying'an slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, his dark pupils and the darkness completely merged into one.

With a silent sigh, he reached out in the dark to touch the still silent cell phone.

I have long known that Li Qingran will always be the one who is the most impatient when I meet Li Qingran, so why should I get angry with her because of this?
The light on the phone screen in the dark was a bit dazzling, and the time showed 52:[-].

The last message was sent at 43:[-].

Before and after, but 9 minute.

Very good, facing Li Qingran, he compromised completely without holding back even 10 minutes.

Xie Ying'an got off the bed with his mobile phone. The room was pitch black, and there was still no moon tonight. He didn't bother to turn on the lights, so he went to the window and drew the curtains and opened the window.

The biting cold wind blew through the open gap of the window, and the thin pajamas could not resist the cold wind at all.

But Xie Ying'an didn't seem to notice anything, he looked up at the night sky through the window, his expression was very calm, and he didn't show any emotion.

The nights in City F are far less beautiful than those at my grandfather’s house in the countryside. In my grandfather’s house in the countryside, even if there are no stars and moons, the night sky is dark blue. Unlike City F, where the nights polluted by light industry are only foggy black.

After a long time, he looked back at the sky and looked down at the phone. The light from the phone was reflected on the young man's face, and his cold white skin seemed to glow in the dark night.

Quickly tapped the Jiugongge keyboard a few times with the fingertips, and a line of words was typed out, but it was never sent out.

He hovered directly above the word "send", glanced at the line of words just typed out, and after some hesitation, he still sent it out.

After sending it out, he was visibly nervous, and the hand holding the phone unconsciously increased a little strength, and it was no longer as clear as before.

Time slipped away minute by minute, the phone screen was on and off, off and on again, and no one answered him from the other end.

……

Qingran was woken up by the alarm clock, and she got up on time at 6 o'clock in the morning.

In the hard-working third year of high school, even the time to wake up every morning was 20 minutes earlier than when I was in the second year of high school.

In the cold winter, who would want to leave the hot bed?

Rao Qingran also had a bitter face, but he got up quickly.

To be honest, getting up was a little difficult at the beginning, and it felt the same when I actually put on my clothes.

The beginning of everything is difficult.

After washing up, she didn't look at her phone, she went out directly, and first knocked on the door of her brother's room opposite.

After knocking for a long time, Li Qingmo's muffled voice came from the room: "Understood, this will start..."

Qingran then went downstairs.

When she was about to leave after breakfast, she always felt like she had forgotten something.

Li Qingmo walked downstairs slowly with his uncombed hair, looking at his phone while walking.

For the thousand and first time, Qingran told him like a mother: "Brother, can you not look at your phone when you go downstairs? Wait until you drop it."

Li Qingmo was really good this time, he quickly stuffed the phone into his pocket, pretending to be innocent: "No, I didn't look at it."

Qingran: "...Oh."

Don't be blind, just pretend.

Wait, cell phone?
Did she fall asleep while chatting with Xie Ying'an last night?
They fought coldly for a week, and finally said a few words.

Tsk...how did you fall asleep?

I don't know if Xie Ying'an sent any news after she fell asleep?
Qingran pushed aside Li Qingmo, who was still standing in the middle of the stairs, and urged him: "Brother, why don't you hurry down to have breakfast? You'll be late later, and your class teacher asked you to go for a run again..."

Li Qingmo was pushed to the side of the stair railing by her, and he touched his nose in embarrassment: "Li Qingran, can you stop exposing my scars all the time?"

Although his class teacher in the third year of high school is also a female teacher, but this teacher is obviously more capable than Sun Ningzhi... No, it should be said experience.

No, he was late a few times and had already started running around the playground.

Oh shit!He didn't come to class until after half a class, which had a serious impact on the students in the class?
Points will be deducted if you don't run, and you will start to record demerits if you deduct too many points.

It might as well be running.

Li Qingmo sat on the dining table muttering, picked up the eggs and peeled them.

Aunt Liu, who had nothing else to do, came over to serve him a bowl of porridge, and asked curiously, "Xiao Mo, why hasn't Xiao Xie come all this time?"

Li Qingmo paused while peeling the eggshells. Xie Ying'an hadn't been to their house during this time.

Wasn't it because that guy was so scheming that he dared to miss his sister, and he didn't know who gave him the courage.

Before Li Qingmo could reply, Aunt Liu smiled again: "Xiao Xie is a pretty good kid, polite, hardworking and good-looking..."

Aunt Liu praised Xie Ying'an as if she didn't want money, and babbled a lot.

Li Qingmo frowned, looking suspicious: "Aunt Liu, is this person you're talking about Xie Ying'an?"

Xie Ying'an has a stinky temper and often has a stinky complexion, and always has the image of 'in front of me, you are all rubbish'. Why is a person like him more popular than him in front of his elders?

Damn, this is simply the unsolved mystery of the world!
Qingran found the phone under the pillow, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and clicked on WeChat immediately.

Sure enough, Xie Ying'an sent a WeChat message, but there was only one unread message: "Ranran, can I invite you to celebrate the Lantern Festival tomorrow night?"

It is used in a soliciting tone.

The message was sent at 23:59 last night.

(End of this chapter)