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Chapter 81 "Hello?"
Chapter 81 "Hello?"
The sound of the TV news broadcast was exceptionally clear.
On the big screen, the reporter held a microphone and stood at the scene of the new product launch to introduce the game.
Behind him is a whole big screen, on which scrolls the posters of Journey to the Rivers and Lakes. The scenes are magnificent and the characters are exquisitely modeled. It is a soul-stirring visual experience.
When the camera turned, it was Song Huaijin, the eldest son of the chairman of Songjiang Group, and the technical director who were speaking on the podium, smiling vigorously.
The fluorescent light from the big screen behind them was projected on their bodies, reflecting their faces in a brilliant way.
Such brilliant fluorescence seemed to spread to Wu Shaoyang's feet through the TV screen from the press conference thousands of miles away.
His eyes suddenly froze.
Blue veins protruding from the back of the hand.
It rained a lot during the night.
When Cheng Xuran dialed Song Yanqing's phone number, the rain pattered, falling on the eaves, on the treetops, and on the window sills.
His phone number has not changed.
From high school to now.
Every time Cheng Xuran pressed a familiar number, his business card automatically popped up on the call page.
The nickname is blank and there is no comment.
All these years, all these years, never dialed through.
"beep……"
A second before the call was connected by the other party, Cheng Xuran was still thinking whether he had already blocked her, or if he had completely forgotten the string of phone numbers.
Until a low and hoarse male voice came from the receiver: "Hello?"
Outside the window, the sound of rain was deafening.
Drown three inches of heart stream.
The pre-prepared opening remarks lost all meaning the second the connection was made. Cheng Xuran stood in front of the bedroom window holding the phone to his ear in a daze.
The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, the curtains were not drawn, there was no moon in the rainy night, only the torrential rain was beating on the glass windows, and the sound was repeated, just like his deep voice, with a somewhat sleepy tone.
"Hey?"
This scene appeared in a dream.
Cheng Xuran whispered: "It's me."
The words rolled out from the hot throat were as light as a crow's feather and as heavy as a thousand catties.
Suddenly, there was a long silence on his side, and no sound could be heard.
It was a two-way silence. After a while, there was a rustling sound, and Song Yanqing hummed.
"I know." His voice was as low and melodious as ever. It was always a little distorted across the network cable, and it was unreal. It was like a wisp of cold smoke, entangled in the ears, "Is something wrong?"
"Are you asleep?"
He paused: "Not yet."
As long as you don't disturb him, Cheng Xuran narrated in a low voice. The back figure in the bedroom on the rainy day was blurry and thin: "I just called the number on your business card in the store. Your friend answered the call. He asked me to call this."
"Are you looking for me?"
"Ah."
"Didn't I save my account? Or did I forget?" He was a little casual, and asked casually, with a calm texture that revealed a natural alienation.
"I thought you changed your number." Forgot, is it possible, mobile phones have memories, and people also have memories, and there are broken pieces everywhere, which can't be picked up.
"I haven't changed it." He was silent for a moment, "If anything happens in the future, just hit me and tell me what it is."
Cheng Xuran said that he wanted to install a monitoring system, and he asked the reason. In fact, there is no need to ask about the relationship between the owner and the customer, and there is no need to answer the other.
I asked and answered again, turning it into a story.
"I feel like someone is following me... First of all, you should know that my family does not have mental illness such as persecution delusion."
Remember to vote for Xuxu today too, I love you guys, things have been going on a bit lately, everything is going well~ I wish you all the best and peace
(End of this chapter)
The sound of the TV news broadcast was exceptionally clear.
On the big screen, the reporter held a microphone and stood at the scene of the new product launch to introduce the game.
Behind him is a whole big screen, on which scrolls the posters of Journey to the Rivers and Lakes. The scenes are magnificent and the characters are exquisitely modeled. It is a soul-stirring visual experience.
When the camera turned, it was Song Huaijin, the eldest son of the chairman of Songjiang Group, and the technical director who were speaking on the podium, smiling vigorously.
The fluorescent light from the big screen behind them was projected on their bodies, reflecting their faces in a brilliant way.
Such brilliant fluorescence seemed to spread to Wu Shaoyang's feet through the TV screen from the press conference thousands of miles away.
His eyes suddenly froze.
Blue veins protruding from the back of the hand.
It rained a lot during the night.
When Cheng Xuran dialed Song Yanqing's phone number, the rain pattered, falling on the eaves, on the treetops, and on the window sills.
His phone number has not changed.
From high school to now.
Every time Cheng Xuran pressed a familiar number, his business card automatically popped up on the call page.
The nickname is blank and there is no comment.
All these years, all these years, never dialed through.
"beep……"
A second before the call was connected by the other party, Cheng Xuran was still thinking whether he had already blocked her, or if he had completely forgotten the string of phone numbers.
Until a low and hoarse male voice came from the receiver: "Hello?"
Outside the window, the sound of rain was deafening.
Drown three inches of heart stream.
The pre-prepared opening remarks lost all meaning the second the connection was made. Cheng Xuran stood in front of the bedroom window holding the phone to his ear in a daze.
The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, the curtains were not drawn, there was no moon in the rainy night, only the torrential rain was beating on the glass windows, and the sound was repeated, just like his deep voice, with a somewhat sleepy tone.
"Hey?"
This scene appeared in a dream.
Cheng Xuran whispered: "It's me."
The words rolled out from the hot throat were as light as a crow's feather and as heavy as a thousand catties.
Suddenly, there was a long silence on his side, and no sound could be heard.
It was a two-way silence. After a while, there was a rustling sound, and Song Yanqing hummed.
"I know." His voice was as low and melodious as ever. It was always a little distorted across the network cable, and it was unreal. It was like a wisp of cold smoke, entangled in the ears, "Is something wrong?"
"Are you asleep?"
He paused: "Not yet."
As long as you don't disturb him, Cheng Xuran narrated in a low voice. The back figure in the bedroom on the rainy day was blurry and thin: "I just called the number on your business card in the store. Your friend answered the call. He asked me to call this."
"Are you looking for me?"
"Ah."
"Didn't I save my account? Or did I forget?" He was a little casual, and asked casually, with a calm texture that revealed a natural alienation.
"I thought you changed your number." Forgot, is it possible, mobile phones have memories, and people also have memories, and there are broken pieces everywhere, which can't be picked up.
"I haven't changed it." He was silent for a moment, "If anything happens in the future, just hit me and tell me what it is."
Cheng Xuran said that he wanted to install a monitoring system, and he asked the reason. In fact, there is no need to ask about the relationship between the owner and the customer, and there is no need to answer the other.
I asked and answered again, turning it into a story.
"I feel like someone is following me... First of all, you should know that my family does not have mental illness such as persecution delusion."
Remember to vote for Xuxu today too, I love you guys, things have been going on a bit lately, everything is going well~ I wish you all the best and peace
(End of this chapter)
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