After explaining a lot of things, the car stopped at the hotel, and Feng Yiyue's phone call had not been disconnected.
Wang Nuan was filled with emotion, no wonder Feng Yiyue wanted to shut down her phone.
She is really busy.
While Feng Yiyue hung up the phone, Wang Nuan hurriedly said: "Sister Yiyue, Mr. He called me before, but your call couldn't be reached."
"He said you'd give him a call when you finish filming."
Feng Yiyue held the phone and nodded, but did not call He Liangchuan back.
After returning to the hotel and taking a bath, Feng Yiyue could hardly open her eyes.
Feng Yiyue went to sleep without drying her hair.
I don’t know what time I slept until I was woken up by the phone again. I looked out the window in confusion, and saw that the lights were already starting to come on.
Feng Yiyue fumbled for her cell phone and picked it up directly.
"Hello."
"Sleeping?" He Liangchuan's voice on the phone was gentle and nothing unusual could be heard.
"Well, I'm a little tired."
"I asked the hotel over in Guangcheng to send food over. It should arrive soon. It's all what you like to eat."
After saying this, Feng Yiyue also felt a little hungry.
"Um."
Feng Yiyue responded lazily, and there was a moment of silence between the two.
"Aren't you happy?"
He Liangchuan had a feeling in his heart that Feng Yiyue didn't want to talk to him?
She still cares about what happened that night...
"Yiyue, that day..."
"No, I just woke up and I'm still a little confused." Feng Yiyue interrupted He Liangchuan before he could finish his words.
What happened that night is meaningless.
The rejection that night was not the first, but it definitely wouldn't be the last.
But he and Li Liusui...
"Yeah?"
"Um."
"Yiyue, I'll pick you up in two days, okay?"
Hearing what He Liangchuan said, Feng Yiyue frowned slightly.
"No, I'll be back after filming this week. You don't need to come all the way."
Feng Yiyue refused without thinking.
She really couldn't understand He Liangchuan or what he wanted to do. Why could he always be so nonchalant?
Is it because we don’t love enough, or because we don’t love enough, that we can be so casual?
Feng Yiyue's heart sank.
"Then I..."
"I want to sleep a little longer. I'll call you back later."
Feng Yiyue really couldn't bring herself to talk to He Liangchuan at the moment.
He Liangchuan on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, but in the end he did not refuse Feng Yiyue's request.
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Yiyue had no intention of continuing to sleep. Lying on the bed and looking at the dark room, Feng Yiyue felt as if there was a hole in her heart.
