Mr.President, don't be too bad

"I called her and she didn't answer." Tang Jin said lost.

Xia Yiwan wanted to say that he deserved it, but he was afraid to hurt Tang Jin's confidence, so he said, "let my brother take you to the island."

"Brother Qianxun said that only Bai Bing agreed, he could send me there." Tang Jindao.

"... Bai Bing doesn't answer the phone, so you send her a text message." Si Nuan shouted.

Xia Yiwan pressed hands-free, so she could hear it.

"Yes!" Tang Jin looked happy: "I can send text messages!"

After that, he just cut off the phone.

"It's too much to even say thank you?" Si Nuan's lips were frowned upon.

Xia Yiwan smiled and touched his little steamed stuffed bun: "it's related to his life. He must be very worried. Forgive him."

Si Wenqian gave a sound, and then heard his mobile phone tinkling next to him.

Si Nuan Qian looked over his head and hung up.

"Suitor?" Xia Yiwan asked with a smile.

"It's Cui Zhexiu who played with you." Si Nuan said without much concern.

"You don't like it?" Xia Yiwan asked.

"I didn't like him at first, but now I don't like him even more." Si Wenqian raised his arm and said loudly, "resist Korean goods, start with me!"

Xia Yi had a late meal, then smiled and praised her: "you're right!"

The two women here talked happily, but Tang Jin on the other side of the ocean was forced to die.

He has sent more than ten text messages, but Bai Bing hasn't even answered a word.

"Don't worry. Bingbing is stubborn. You had that attitude before. It's normal for her to ignore you for three days." Qin ruoan said and took him into the house.

"You'll stay here for two days. After Bingbing agrees, let Chihiro send you there."

"Thank you, aunt." Tang Jin thanked her and went into the house.

On a small island in the Mediterranean

Bai Bing walked slowly from the underground laboratory to the upstairs, and then he heard the Ding Dong of his mobile phone.

It must be Berman's message to her.

Bai Bing thought, clicked on his cell phone, and then couldn't help but be stunned.

There are seven or eight missed calls on the mobile phone and more than ten text messages, all of which belong to Tang Jin.

Although she wanted to forget Tang Jin, she didn't delete the number.

Bai Bing bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then clicked to open a text message.

Article 1: "Bingbing, I want to tell you I'm sorry. I was bad before. I forgot you. Now I remember. Can you forgive me?"

Article 2: "Bingbing, will you answer the phone? Even scold me. "

"I didn't mean to forget you before. I slipped and hit my head when I took a cold shower that night."

"Bingbing..."

Bai Bing looked at her, her pure and refined face flashed a touch of complexity.

Did he remember?

But what's the use of remembering now?

She has figured it out.

They are not people in the same world. They live in the environment and attitude towards life since childhood

Many, many are different.

The most different is the attitude towards feelings.

It doesn't matter that he forgets her, but his attitude towards emotional games is unacceptable to her.

Thinking, Bai Bing deleted the records of those SMS and missed calls, and then turned off his mobile phone.

Two days later.

Tang Jin sat in the garden outside mu Qianxun's house, listening to the prompt to turn off the phone. He was annoyed.

Suddenly, a disdainful voice came: "aren't you the little white face? Why are you here? "