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Chapter 87: I'll call you

Ding Liang struggled for a long time. Although this confession seemed a bit urgent, if a person with such a temperament did not quickly cut the mess, he would probably be indifferent later.

The feeling of expectation will fade away with time. Maybe I can persist for a long time, but what about the other party...

Most ordinary people can't wait for such endurance.

...

Nine-thirty pm.

It started raining heavily outside the bar and the moon was no longer visible.

The rain comes as if there is no sign of premonition.

Pan Zi and Ding Liang stood at the door where they could block the rain and smoked and came out to breathe.

"Boom..."

Jiang Chengwen stood aside, listening to the dull thunder coming from that day, he felt a little worried.

Ding Liang said, "Xiao Jiang, I really don't know how to thank you."

Jiang Chengwen came to his senses and said, "A small problem."

The raindrops fell from that day, making a rustling sound.

Jiang Chengwen became more and more worried and couldn't help but frown.

He paused and said, "Can Brother Ding borrow a cell phone? I'll make a call."

Ding Liang took out his cell phone and handed it to Jiang Chengwen.

Jiang Chengwen took the cell phone and dialed the phone.

He first called Jiang's mother and said he would come back soon so that they would not worry.

Jiang's mother nagged for a while and said she would deal with him when she came back.

Jiang Chengwen also knew that he could not escape today, so he had to find a reason to tell Jiang's mother after he went there later.

Anyway, I couldn't help but scold me.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chengwen lost another number and called.

.

.

The furnishings in the rental house are extremely simple, with a clothes bracket, a bed, and a table, and a chopped book on the table.

The wall is yellow, and cracks are clearly visible.

The lights in the house were on and the old TV was on, but snowflakes would appear from time to time. Fortunately, there was a little noise coming.

The girl in pajamas curled up in the quilt, her body trembling uncontrollably and her face was a little pale.

Even though the TV was on and the lights were on, she still couldn't help her feel at ease.

"Dingdong, Dingdong..."

The phone next to her pillow lit up, and the ringtone made her wake up a little bit.

Han Jing reached out and answered the phone, "Hey..."

Her voice was a little weak, like a patient.

The other end of the phone was silent for half a second, and then a sound came.

"What are you doing?"

The familiar voice made Han Jing stunned.

She got out of the quilt, held her cell phone and asked, "Why did you remember to call me?"

"There is thunder outside, I'm afraid you will be afraid." Jiang Chengwen said.

Han Jing pursed her lips and said, "What... Dog, don't look down on me."

"Look at the moment, you speak weakly."

Han Jing was silent for two seconds, pretending to be fine and increased the volume and said, "Don't fart, I don't."

"You're always showing off."

"I don't."

Jiang Chengwen's laughter came from the other end of the phone and said, "Aren't I here?"

"What?" Han Jing asked.

"I said, there is no need to hold it in case of feeling uncomfortable. I'm not with you."

"Wow, who wants you to accompany you?"

The sound on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to overwhelm the thunder outside, making her feel warm as she curled up in the quilt.

My hands and feet gradually became warm and no longer as cold as before.

"Fat Tiger."

"What's wrong?"

"Just shouting to you."

Han Jing laughed and said, "You are sick."

There was also laughter from the other end of the phone.

Han Jing curled a smile on her lips and shouted, "Dog."

"uh-huh?"

"I'll shout you too."

Jiang Chengwen, holding the phone, laughed out loud.

And the girl hiding in the cup buried her head and blushed a little.

Ding Liang, who was standing beside him, was smoking a cigarette, and his arms couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, his nose felt a little sore.

The sour smell of love!!

Ding Liang didn't know what happened, but he unconsciously envied this high school student.

It seems that he lives freely and freely than himself.

Dare to love!

Ding Liang knew his shortcomings well. He was not as brave as Jiang Chengwen. In all aspects, he also admired Jiang Chengwen.

He even had some illusions.

The person in front of me seemed to be like a high school student only at this time.

[Han Jing's love value for you +1, increased to: 59]

Jiang Chengwen looked at Ding Liang sideways and asked, "Brother Ding, can I play for a while?"

Ding Liang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stepped on it and said, "Beat! How long do you like to fight? I'm in. I'm so nervous when I listen to you two talk!"

"Go away!"

He waved his hand and turned back to the bar.

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly and watched Ding Liang leave.

Han Jing on the other end of the phone asked, "Did you borrow someone else's cell phone?"

"I didn't bring my cell phone." Jiang Cheng said.

Han Jing said: "You might as well give it back to others as it's not good to keep playing."

Jiang Chengwen said: "It's okay, just don't worry."

At this time, Ding Liang turned back and said, "That, Xiao Jiang and Mingzi are still sleeping. Maybe you have to go on stage later, can you do it?"

Jiang Chengwen made an OK gesture.

He glanced at the time, but found that it was already nine forty, and it was ten o'clock in a few minutes.

I'll be on stage later.

"Don't hang up." Jiang Chengwen said.

He walked in with his cell phone.

Music was playing in the Blues Bar, and it also reached Han Jing's ears through her cell phone.

"Where are you? It's a bit noisy."

"Bar, I'll have to go on stage later."

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly and said, "I was brought to you as a strong man today."

"What are you doing on stage?" Han Jing asked.

"Zhang Ming is working as a drummer here. I got drunk today, so I was temporarily pulled to the scene."

"Drums?"

"Um."

"You will?!"

"I know more, I'm going to go." Jiang Chengwen said.

He walked to the backstage, Pan Zi was resting, and Mangzi went to drink with someone, and he couldn't survive without alcohol.

"Which bar is in?" Han Jing asked.

“Blues, great atmosphere.”

As Jiang Chengwen walked, he heard Mangzi shouting: "Xiao Jiang is here, I'm going to go to the stage!"

"Here you come!"

Jiang Chengwen agreed and then said to the other end of the phone: "I don't feel relieved about thunder outside, so I just kept playing like this, just take it as listening to the song."

Han Jing pursed her lips and agreed, "Okay."

"Well, don't hang up the phone."

Jiang Chengwen took a step forward and walked towards Mangzi and the others.

Next was the song ordering session, from 10 o'clock to 11 o'clock, a few people were ready to go and walked on stage again.

Bai Kang, who was sitting in a chair in the backstage, raised his head, and he had been forgotten for more than an hour.

Zhang Ming on the bed turned over, and he slapped his lips, sleeping soundly and beautifully.

Bai Kang turned his head and looked at it, calling out, "You are the one who sleeps soundly."

Zhang Ming heard the words beside him in a daze. He reached out and rubbed his eyes, muttering: "Don't make noise... I'll sleep for a while..."

"Um?"

Bai Kang was stunned. Is this girl awake?

He stepped forward and kicked him in the ass.

Zhang Ming opened his eyes and looked at Bai Kang and said, "Why are you kicking me?"

Bai Kang said, "You can't get up to work after you wake up!"

Zhang Ming's eyes were dull and looked at Bai Kang and said, "Go to work? What kind of work will you do in the morning?"

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"My family's cat thinks I'm weak and stole the thunder fruit"

Good friend's book ~
Chapter completed!
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