The development of this script was really unexpected, and it completely stunned the whole room.
Chen Jing said "Ah" in confusion, and then stood up: "Is she here? Where is she? You just met? Did she say anything to you?"
Sheng Cheng lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Let's go."
"Ah...?" Chen Jing was disappointed: "Gone? She left just like that? You haven't seen each other for so long. She has nothing to say to you?"
There was no emotion on Sheng Kang's face, and his voice was as light as mist that could be dispersed by the wind: "I want to know too."
Chen Jing was a little confused: "What do you want to know?"
...I want to know what her expression would have been if he had called her out just now, what would have been her first words to him, and whether she would have given him an explanation for what happened.
Sheng Kuang moved his lips, but then he felt that it was pointless to tell Chen Jing and the others. He stood up, picked up a bottle of beer on the table, and changed the topic: "Here, have a drink."
The beer was cold and slid down his throat. It was so cold that his stomach ached slightly.
Shengcheng's first reaction was to spit it out, but he still forced himself to swallow it.
Putting down the glass of wine, he picked up the phone next to him and unlocked the screen. The group he created at night was quiet and no one was chatting now. The column where he added friends was also quiet without any new reminders.
He clicked on her avatar, looked at the add friend button below, struggled for a moment, and finally locked the phone screen.
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When Lin Jing returned home, Lan Tingting was already waiting at her home.
When this house was rented, it was basically an empty room. All the furniture and equipment in the room were filled by Lan Tingting, who communicated with her sentence by sentence through the Internet.
Although Lin Jing and Lan Tingting have not met each other in the past two years abroad, their contact has never been broken.
It was not awkward for the two to meet again after a long absence. Compared to her days in college, Lan Tingting was more mature, she looked more capable, and she looked like a professional elite.
When Lan Tingting heard the door knock, she rushed over and hugged her: "Jingjing, you have returned to China. Please let me take a look at you quickly."
Lan Tingting circled around Lin Jing: "Jingjing, you are thinner and better looking than before."
Lin Jing: "You are fat."
Lan Tingting threw Lin Jing away: "Let's go, you are not welcome in China."
"I'm kidding you." Lin Jing hugged Lan Tingting's arm, smiled and pulled her to sit on the sofa.
The two of them chatted every day through the Internet, but there was nothing to reminisce about. Lan Tingting bought some late-night snacks and beer when she came over, and the two of them sat on the floor on the small coffee table in the living room and ate kebabs.
Lan Tingting looked at Lin Jing from time to time. Lin Jing couldn't bear it and put down his beer. He took out a tissue and wiped his fingers: "Ask me."
Lan Tingting was waiting for these two words, and she went straight to the point: "You saw him."
Lin Jing glanced at Lan Tingting strangely: "Who?"
Lan Tingting rolled her eyes and looked like she was pretending not to be stupid: "Who else could it be? The famous KPL first professional player Sheng Xiang."
Lin Jing shook his head: "No."
Lan Tingting looked at Lin Jing.
Lin Jing shook his head again: "Really not."
"Nonsense," Lan Tingting grabbed the phone and placed it on the sofa cushion next to Lin Jing with a snap: "Just now when I asked you where you were, you told me that you were in Pure K. At the same time, that kid Chen Jing
I posted it on WeChat Moments, and the positioning was pure K. There was a profile in the photo. Although it was blurry, I could recognize it at a glance and it was a grand occasion."
Lin Jing looked at the phone screen.
As Lan Tingting said, the photo was very perfunctory, mainly taking pictures of the colorful beer bottles on the table and bringing them to the people sitting in the corner.
The man was wearing black clothes and looking at his mobile phone with his head down.
Not to mention the facial features, even the outline of the face is blurry.
But Lin Jing recognized it at a glance through the photo. It was a grand occasion.
Her whole body felt as if her acupoints had been tapped, and the blood all over her body remained still. After an unknown amount of time, she heard her heart beating louder and louder, and then she found that her blood began to heat up. It will rise until it is close to boiling.
Then her fingers started to tremble, and she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in. All in all, it was very complicated, and in the end it turned into ecstasy.
He was in Pure K.
He was actually in Pure K.
He actually went to Pure K.
Lin Jing felt that his heart, which had been on tenterhooks and lacked confidence and even felt weak, suddenly revived.
She heard bubbles bubbling in her heart, she couldn't help grinning again and again, and then she hugged Lan Tingting like crazy: "Ah ah ah, I really love you so much, Tingting, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much. "
Lan Tingting couldn't bear it and pushed her away: "Be normal."
Lin Jing clung to Lan Tingting. Although she was acting coquettishly, the corners of her eyes were red.
Lan Tingting had to go to work the next day and left shortly after.
Lin Jing's biological clock hasn't been adjusted yet, and she's not that sleepy. All she can think about is going to Pure K in a grand occasion.
She wanted to call Shengcheng, but she didn't have the confidence. She grabbed the phone and walked around the room. Finally, she squatted on the bed, looked at the phone cross-legged, took a deep breath, and clicked on the phone to see if it had just been built tonight. In the group for how long, I opened Shengcheng's profile picture, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and clicked "Add Friend" regardless.