"Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to go to the hot springs. Haha, mixed bathing!" After saying this in an ambiguous tone, Meizi hung up the phone in a hurry. There was a beeping sound in her ears and she looked at it.
The screen turned from bright to dark, and Cen Zhiqiao was a little lost in thought.
Is it him who is sick, or is it his friend?
Thinking like this, he couldn't sleep even more. He simply picked up the phone again and dialed the familiar number. He thought it would still be the sweet female voice, but he didn't expect that there was a burst of ringing. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, until
Gu Nianchen's long-lost voice sounded, and she came back to her senses.
"Jojo?"
"Uh--" Happiness came so suddenly that she didn't know what to say for a moment. After being stunned for three seconds, she finally spoke: "Gu Nianchen, is it you? Are you okay? Yes.
are you sick?"
A series of questions made Gu Nianchen a little dumbfounded, and then he chuckled: "I'm fine, don't worry, what about you?"
"I'm fine." Cen Zhiqiao hurriedly responded. There was a rustling sound over there, as if someone was talking. Cen Zhiqiao was worried that Gu Nianchen would hang up suddenly again, so he asked hurriedly: "Are you really okay? Then what are you doing?
When are you coming back?"
"Not sure yet. Don't worry about me. I'll go back naturally after I finish my work." His voice was still calm, but it sounded like he was doing Tai Chi. Through the receiver, Cen Zhiqiao didn't know what to say. He thought about it over and over again.
, still gave an instruction
"Then take good care of yourself and I'll wait for you to come back for your birthday."
"Well, okay." He hung up the phone without saying too much, but Cen Zhiqiao was so happy that he agreed. He said that he would come back before his birthday. In an instant, his whole body felt like he had been injected with chicken blood.
, refreshed.
She hurriedly opened the computer and picked up small decorative trinkets. She wanted to wait for him to come back and give him a surprise.
After struggling like this all night, she was still energetic the next day. After breakfast, she wanted to go out for a run, but as soon as she opened the door, her smile froze on her face, because on one side of the door, a motorcycle came into view.
, and next to it, Jing Biao stood with his arms folded.
"Why are you here again? Wasn't what you said last time clear enough? What else do you want to do?" Cen Zhiqiao's face darkened, "If you say something weird again, I will call the police!"
As he said that, he took out his phone and pretended to call.
Jing Biao just glanced at her, turned around, took out a document bag from the back of the motorcycle and handed it to Cen Zhiqiao's hand.