Demi walks to the elevator and lingers there.

Now that she's all here, there's no reason for her to back off. She has to talk to song Zhixin, otherwise, she is likely to be eliminated in the preliminaries tomorrow.

But How can she get to the presidential suite?

Demi looks at the Fuhua elevator, looks at her mobile phone, and finally turns on the dial. With her memory, she enters the eleven numbers.

For so many years, she has been able to input without a pause.

The eyes under the sunglasses, a little moistened, unforgettable, is not only her?

She didn't know if he still used the number after six years. Now, she had to try.

Demi stares at the numbers on the screen for a long time and touches her finger gently. She shivers a little. She breathes a little, closes her eyes and presses her finger.

She put it in her ear, and when she heard the music, her heart relaxed. But soon he mentioned it again. If he knew it was her and hung up, what should she do?

She does not have to be so cheeky to go to him, but she really needs the bonus.

When the phone rang for a long time and Demi almost thought he would not answer, a low "hello" came from the receiver.

Demi's heart suddenly jumped up, just like a little girl in love. She called her beloved boy for the first time. Since she got through, she was afraid of the mood when she got through.

She was holding her cell phone and suddenly didn't know how to respond?

After two seconds, song Zhixin "hello" again, showing a trace of impatience. If he doesn't speak again, he will surely die the next second.

"Er..." Demi made a sound quickly, but her throat seemed to be sticky. She was hoarse.

Silence on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, it's me." Demi stammered, but soon thought, how can he know who the person who said "it's me" is now?

No more than at the beginning, such a sound, full of sweetness.

She hastened to add, "I am Demi

She thought he should be more familiar with the name.

The other end of the phone is still silent.

Demi's heart has no bottom, do not know what his silence means. She felt her body cool, her legs weak and her heart beat faster.

She was afraid that he would hang up her phone and pull the black.

It is quite possible that he dislikes her now. She should have said something, but her throat was blocked and she couldn't say it for a moment.

Once, he was so handy. Now, instead of the original share of courage.

Maybe, the mood is different.

The initial tease, with purpose, without a trace of emotion. Now Demi bit her lip slightly. Is there any emotion? Hehe, now, she should be guilty to him.

Demi went to the wall and leaned against the wall so that her legs wouldn't soften. She made a difficult voice, but she didn't know what to call him, and finally called "that.".

In these few seconds of her silence, song Zhixin did not hang up.

She called "that", and song Zhixin didn't respond. Demi inhaled. She couldn't figure out what he meant, so she just went on and said, "I Can I see you I'm in the elevator. I can't get to the presidential suite. "

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