School grass's runaway sweetheart
Chapter 904 Picked up a drifting bottle
Chapter 904 I Picked Up a Drifting Bottle
Luoluo, I can't be by your side, even if I cowardly meet thousands of miles away, I dare not recognize you...
It seems that you are very happy, I hope you can forget me.
Or maybe...you have already forgotten me...
He clearly remembered that after he came to America, he never canceled the mobile phone card in China, so he could receive calls from Luoluo every day.
But he was cowardly and never dared to answer. I don't know when Luoluo made many calls every day, but now he made a few calls a day, or even one call a few days, and finally... completely lost the call...
He felt pained but relieved: Luoluo had already forgotten about him.
That's fine, from now on, he will be the only one suffering...
Throwing the drift bottle into the sea, Yan Bichen blew the wind on the beach for a long time, and the phone rang again and again.
I don't know if it was the dozens of times the phone rang. He picked up the phone, spoke calmly to the person on the phone, then stood up, turned around and left with his bag.
——
In the evening, Tong Luoluo sat on a chair in the dining room, urging Gong Aojie to hurry up.
"Master Gong, hurry up! I want to see that Chinese sing!"
"No matter how late it is, it will be the same as last night. I can't hear you anymore, hurry up..."
After much difficulty, Gong Aojie finally put down the knife and fork.
He was just about to take out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, but before his fingers touched the tissue, Tong Luoluo immediately pulled out a tissue, leaned over and wiped around his mouth indiscriminately, dragged him and ran away.
Gong Aojie told Tong Luoluo to walk slowly and pay attention to the sundries on the road, while silently sighing and depressed.
Hey, I was treated like this by my girlfriend to see another man sing...
There are more men who sing, and he can sing, but he is not professional.
If she wanted to hear it, he could sing it to her anytime!
But...she was obsessed with that street singer whom she had never met before...
The place where the singer sang was not very far away, just ran a few streets and arrived.
It's just that when she arrived, she found that there were only a few people standing there, and there was no singer playing the guitar at all.
Tong Luoluo couldn't help but feel a little strange. Logically speaking, the singer should already be singing at this time...
Could it be that he hasn't come yet?
Tong Luoluo was puzzled, and sent Gong Aojie to ask one of those people.
Soon, Gong Aojie, who had chatted with foreigners, came back and said that the singer did not come tonight.
And the foreigner told him that the boy who sang would come here every night, and he was very punctual, but he hasn't shown up tonight.
Speaking of this, Tong Luoluo's expression could not help but flash a trace of loneliness and disappointment.
She rushed over in such a hurry, why was he absent tonight?
She waited here unwillingly, Gong Aojie had no choice but to accompany her.
But after waiting for a long time, the boy singing with a guitar on his back did not appear.
And Tong Luoluo's expression became more and more disappointed, and now it turned into sadness.
It was almost ten o'clock at night.
The boys and foreigners who were waiting here to sing also left one after another, leaving only Tong Luoluo and Gong Aojie here.
"Let's go, I won't come tonight."
Gong Aojie said.
Tong Luoluo glanced at the singing place reluctantly, and nodded sadly.
The two turned around and left slowly. However, they didn't notice that during the two hours they waited, at the exit of a dark corner, a tall black figure was also staring at them with sadness in his eyes. ...
(End of this chapter)
Luoluo, I can't be by your side, even if I cowardly meet thousands of miles away, I dare not recognize you...
It seems that you are very happy, I hope you can forget me.
Or maybe...you have already forgotten me...
He clearly remembered that after he came to America, he never canceled the mobile phone card in China, so he could receive calls from Luoluo every day.
But he was cowardly and never dared to answer. I don't know when Luoluo made many calls every day, but now he made a few calls a day, or even one call a few days, and finally... completely lost the call...
He felt pained but relieved: Luoluo had already forgotten about him.
That's fine, from now on, he will be the only one suffering...
Throwing the drift bottle into the sea, Yan Bichen blew the wind on the beach for a long time, and the phone rang again and again.
I don't know if it was the dozens of times the phone rang. He picked up the phone, spoke calmly to the person on the phone, then stood up, turned around and left with his bag.
——
In the evening, Tong Luoluo sat on a chair in the dining room, urging Gong Aojie to hurry up.
"Master Gong, hurry up! I want to see that Chinese sing!"
"No matter how late it is, it will be the same as last night. I can't hear you anymore, hurry up..."
After much difficulty, Gong Aojie finally put down the knife and fork.
He was just about to take out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, but before his fingers touched the tissue, Tong Luoluo immediately pulled out a tissue, leaned over and wiped around his mouth indiscriminately, dragged him and ran away.
Gong Aojie told Tong Luoluo to walk slowly and pay attention to the sundries on the road, while silently sighing and depressed.
Hey, I was treated like this by my girlfriend to see another man sing...
There are more men who sing, and he can sing, but he is not professional.
If she wanted to hear it, he could sing it to her anytime!
But...she was obsessed with that street singer whom she had never met before...
The place where the singer sang was not very far away, just ran a few streets and arrived.
It's just that when she arrived, she found that there were only a few people standing there, and there was no singer playing the guitar at all.
Tong Luoluo couldn't help but feel a little strange. Logically speaking, the singer should already be singing at this time...
Could it be that he hasn't come yet?
Tong Luoluo was puzzled, and sent Gong Aojie to ask one of those people.
Soon, Gong Aojie, who had chatted with foreigners, came back and said that the singer did not come tonight.
And the foreigner told him that the boy who sang would come here every night, and he was very punctual, but he hasn't shown up tonight.
Speaking of this, Tong Luoluo's expression could not help but flash a trace of loneliness and disappointment.
She rushed over in such a hurry, why was he absent tonight?
She waited here unwillingly, Gong Aojie had no choice but to accompany her.
But after waiting for a long time, the boy singing with a guitar on his back did not appear.
And Tong Luoluo's expression became more and more disappointed, and now it turned into sadness.
It was almost ten o'clock at night.
The boys and foreigners who were waiting here to sing also left one after another, leaving only Tong Luoluo and Gong Aojie here.
"Let's go, I won't come tonight."
Gong Aojie said.
Tong Luoluo glanced at the singing place reluctantly, and nodded sadly.
The two turned around and left slowly. However, they didn't notice that during the two hours they waited, at the exit of a dark corner, a tall black figure was also staring at them with sadness in his eyes. ...
(End of this chapter)
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