Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 87 4508 Minutes Once (For Subscription)

Regular living habits form a regular biological clock.

At the beginning of six o'clock in the morning, Song Jiamu woke up naturally.

The alarm clock didn't go off. He picked up his phone and was still in the middle of the video call with Yun Zhupo. The time showed that it had been 4106 minutes, which could be called the longest call he had grown up.

I heard that without the interference of the network and other problems, the limit of WeChat video calls is between [-] and [-] minutes. I don’t know which couple bored the test.

The battery of the mobile phone has risen to a red line, and only 12.00% of the battery is left.

He was hanging on a bracket, and he was always in the picture, but Yun Shuqian was holding it in his hand, and fell asleep at the moment, and the phone didn't know where it fell. The picture was completely white, probably her ceiling.

"Pig? Are you awake?" Song Jiamu asked in a low voice.

Probably heard his voice vaguely, and there was a cat-like moaning sound from the phone.

Song Jiamu could imagine that scene, she buried her head in the pillow, groaned and fell asleep again.

He put the phone to his ear and listened carefully, he could vaguely hear her even breathing.

This guy……

Song Jiamu was angry and funny, remembering that the record-breaking call time between the two was because she was too timid to sleep because she was afraid of ghosts.

To be honest, since her childhood, she has basically never relied on him like this, and she always looks very strong. Now it seems that she is just an ordinary, timid, afraid, She's just a girl who begs him to be with her, and who makes cute little animal-like noises when she's drowsy.

Occasionally, a part of his heart would become tender because of her behavior.

If she hadn't been so stubborn, with a mouth as soft as her little hands, and occasionally acted coquettishly, maybe both of them would have engagement rings on their fingers.

Yun Shuqian's dependence on him caused ripples in his heart inexplicably.

As if the mobile phone had turned into a cloud, Song Jiamu gently picked up the mobile phone, plugged in the charging cable at the bedside, propped it up on the stand, then took out a piece of white paper, wrote a few large characters, and pointed it at the phone with the camera. .

[Morning, I'm going for a run, wake up and bring you breakfast]

Picking up another spare old mobile phone from the table, Song Jiamu went out.

……

Yun Shuqian saw his message half an hour later.

She didn't know what time she fell asleep in a daze last night. She curled up in the bed and watched Song Jiamu sleep, and fell asleep just looking at it.

Before, she didn't understand how anyone would watch live broadcasts like sleep broadcasts, until she watched Song Jiamu sleep, and a sense of participation emerged in her heart.

It's fun and satisfying!It is also thought-provoking.

This is really outrageous, does she still have the weird habit of watching other people sleep?
When I woke up, I didn't see him sleeping beside me, but I saw his message.

Wow, at this moment, it feels like the sun is shining into the room, it is very gentle, quiet and warm.

Yun Shuqian lay lazily on the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt, and the corners of her eyes and lips were smiling. She just read his message like this, imagining that he set off from Huabanli Community, walked along Jinxiu Road, and ran to On Anjiang Road, the sun fell on him, his bangs trembled with the pace of running, and the warm halo of the rising sun appeared around his hair, and then he ran to the Caixiang bun shop and bought her favorite food Mei Cai Kou Rou Bun and Custard Bun ran towards her step by step.

Maybe it was early in the morning, when the brain was extremely active, and this kind of imagination became very real in her mind.

She could even imagine all the details of his outline, as if she could see the vibration of his shoelaces when he ran, the swirling leaves that floated from the road to the air and then fell from his heels, and the tree leaves on his temples. Sweat about to roll down your chin.

Hee, idiot, your phone is still here, how can you buy breakfast?

Yun Shuqian hugged the quilt and rolled, and didn't want to get up for a while.

It wasn't until the screen of the mobile phone went black because the battery was exhausted that it shattered all the beautiful fantasies the girl had about the morning.

Yun Shuqian hurriedly lifted the quilt, and the cold air came in. She didn't realize it, and stepped on the snow-white carpet beside the bed with her bare feet. She took out the charger from the table and plugged it in.

Turn on the phone, re-enter the password after restarting, click on WeChat, and see the WeChat login page of the little person who hasn't seen for a long time looking at the earth. As the resident software in the background, she hasn't turned off her mobile phone and WeChat for a long time.

Click on his chat interface, and the last message stays in that video call, showing a duration of 4508 minutes.

Uh...

It's over, hang up.

That's all right now, of course the reserved girl wouldn't call him in broad daylight, and the 4508-minute video call ended like this.

It was the first time she felt frustrated because she hung up on a call.

So at this moment, all contact with him was cut off, and the fantasy just now could no longer be successfully connected.

Yun Shuqian put on her slippers, put on a coat, and blim bling ran to the balcony.

Ever since he brought her breakfast every day, she almost secretly observed the path below the community from the balcony.

Squeeze a small tube of toothpaste on the pink electric toothbrush. She is brushing her teeth at the washbasin on the balcony. Looking in the direction of the gate of the community.

Suddenly, her eyes seemed to open a little bit, and she was closer to the balcony. She poked her head and looked down to the right, only to see a sesame-sized figure walking in.

The girl raised the cute cup, took a sip of water, purr-purr-poof, and then purr-gulu-poof!

Hold a palm of water to wash your face, and rub the corners of your eyes to prevent him from seeing eye mucus or something.

Then he ran back to the living room, opened the refrigerator, poured a glass of milk, and warmed it up in the microwave.

When the microwave dinged, her doorbell rang.

Yun Shuqian's heart skipped a beat, she coughed lightly, and then walked out of the kitchen quickly, and when she was two meters away from the door, she slowed down again, looking like a lady.

Opening the door, like a koala, she opened only a crack, hugged the edge of the door, and looked at him through the crack.

For Song Jiamu, he didn't know what she was doing during the time before opening the door, he only knew that every morning when she opened the door, she was no different from now.

Oh, today is a little different, Song Jiamu found that her gaze was full of appreciating meaning, she didn't look at the breakfast in his hand immediately, but at him.

"Why? I have flowers on my face?"

"...Cut, who's looking at you?"

Yun Shuqian was indeed observing him in order to compare it with her own imagination just now, and she was very happy when she found that there was no difference.

"Here, your takeaway is here." Song Jiamu handed her the breakfast.

"Thank you, just wait..."

Yun Shuqian took the buns in, and came out with hot milk, using the same cup.

"I didn't soak soybeans last night, here, drink milk."

Song Jiamu took it, the temperature was just right, and he was about to take a breath.

"Don't drink milk on an empty stomach."

"..."

Song Jiamu didn't drink for now, and didn't rush to leave, just leaned against her door and stared at her with a smile.

Yun Shuqian felt uncomfortable when he saw him, so he was about to close the door.

"Bye-Bye!"

"Hey..." Song Jiamu blocked the door.

"Why?" Seeing him like this, Yun Shuqian felt guilty beyond words.

"when did you sleep lastnight?"

"do not know."

"Do you feel sleepy when you look at me? You seem to be in good spirits."

"..."

The girl's pretty face was a little red, and she glared at him: "I admit, Song Jiamu, you do have the effect of exorcising evil spirits."

"I'm very yang!" Song Jiamu showed her his strong muscles.

"Why didn't you turn off your phone just now?" Yun Shuqian asked curiously.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see me when you wake up. Do you feel that I am very gentle, like when I was a child?"

"yue~! Turn it off as soon as I wake up! Who is watching you!"

"Okay, then I won't sleep with you tonight, bye."

Song Jiamu was about to leave, but Yun Shuqian called to stop him again.

"When are you going back to the country? Wait a minute?"

"Yes, at nine o'clock, I'll drive and get on the highway."

"You haven't had your driver's license for a year."

"This means that your driver's license is fake. My dad sits next to me and can go on the highway."

Song Jiamu looked eager to try, but Yun Shuqian rolled his eyes in exchange.

"What about you? Do you want to go back and play with me?"

"No, I'm going to the library to read."

Yun Shuqian seemed afraid that he might not be able to hear, so she whispered again: "It's okay if it's another holiday, if you invite me again, I'll go and see..."

Song Jiamu didn't answer her words, and said: "Then before I go out, I'll come to find you again. I'm still young, so I won't go back with us. I'll live with you for the next two days."

"Okay, it's already April now, should you live with me every year?"

"30 days is one month."

"Anyway, Niannian lived with me for two days, and it soon forgot about you."

"Then you're thinking too much, let's go."

The two returned to their own homes.

Yun Shuqian sat on the sofa and ate breakfast. When she was alone, she seldom ate formally at the dining table, and usually ate at the coffee table.

The little girl rolled up, hugged the pillow in her arms, and ate the steamed stuffed bun while scrolling through Moments.

Then when she saw Song Jiamu's Moments, she couldn't move anymore.

She has read every Moments he posted. Of course, it's not that she pays attention to him specifically. It's just that this guy doesn't post much in Moments. She knows it as soon as he posts it, and she hardly likes him.

Song Zhutou: '[Picture] Who said video calls can only last for one hour? '

The picture only captures the part of the call duration.

Just like last time, as soon as he posted this post, there were a lot of people guessing which girl he was talking to.

Yun Shuqian was engrossed in watching it, and the buns in her mouth became more and more stuffed, and she soon became very angry.

She cautiously gave him a like, expecting her name to appear in the comment area.

At the same time, I chatted with him privately: "If you tell others that it is me, you will die."

(End of this chapter)