She was so sleepy that the ringing tone of the phone almost turned into a lullaby. She didn't know how long she slept. It seemed like five minutes, or it seemed like half an hour later, the phone was still ringing.
Ke Zi half-opened one eye and took a look. It was Mo Fei.
She couldn't help wailing, it's three o'clock in the middle of the night...
"Hey..." She took it weakly, her eyes still closed.
"Xiao Zi."[
"Huh?" His voice was very low. She put the phone to her ear, and it felt as if his lips were talking next to her ear. She felt strangely calm, and she no longer felt that irritated feeling.
.
It was as if he was sleeping next to her, holding her in his arms at night like he always did.
"I want to hear your voice."
"Well, Murphy, what's wrong with you? You're so weird..." She yawned, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the time. It was three-thirty. At this time, he wanted to hear her voice?
Ke Zi's face felt a little feverish for no reason, and she heard him speak again.
"Don't betray me, never betray me!" Perhaps the appearance of Xi Jing actually brought out his troubles in the past few years, and he couldn't sleep at all.
He thought of Ke Zi. She married him and was waiting for a divorce. She wanted to get her sister back and didn't want to have his child. She just wanted to run away. Her first love boyfriend came back, even if she said she would pay attention to her.
Identity and that man have become a thing of the past.
But Mo Fei was still uneasy, or it could be said that he was uneasy.
The woman who loved him so much in the past could betray him in the end.
What's more, Ke Zi doesn't love him...
"I didn't do anything, why are you doubting me again..." Ke Zi pouted and said dully. She was still sleepy and didn't go into the meaning of his words carefully. She just thought he was jealous again, so she
Made such a phone call.
"It's okay if you don't do it. Remember what you said."
"Oh, then I'm going to sleep..." She nodded to the phone, and before hanging up, she added: "Good night."
"Good night."
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The plane was a bit late, and Murphy was impatient to wait. He sat in the first-class cabin by the window, and his face looked very ugly.
Suddenly a woman sat next to him. He glanced at her casually and didn't care. He only felt that the smell of perfume on her body was inexplicably familiar.
However, until the plane took off, he always felt that a gaze was watching him.
He frowned slightly and finally looked to the side impatiently.[
The woman pursed her lips slightly, and her huge sunglasses almost covered half of her face. She tilted her head and looked at him straightly.
"Sister, no one told you that this is rude?"
Murphy's brows furrowed even more tightly. He didn't know why, but under this woman's gaze, his heartbeat sped up uncontrollably.
"I thought you would still be able to recognize me if we met again."
The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, but somewhat unique. It was the kind of timbre that people could easily remember. She reached out to take off her sunglasses, and stretched out her hand with neatly manicured nails in front of him, "Mo, it's been a long time since I last saw you.
"
She still remembers how meticulous and serious this man was about life.
He doesn't like women wearing heavy makeup or having nails that are too long, so when she came to see him today, she looked just like she did three years ago. Except that she was thinner, she didn't seem to have changed at all.