The night Ling Yichen wanted to express his love to Song Xi, he also made it clear that he would not go back to Ling Yichen's private villa to commemorate that night.
In order to sell miserably, the commemoration sends a dynamic in own friend circle.
Content is roughly: sleeping in the street, under the bottom of the bridge, there are some wood?
At the back of the dynamic is a real-time picture taken under the bridge hole in the street. The wind is blowing in the evening and the traffic is shuttling.
Almost at the first moment, Mu Ying, the commemorative mother, saw the dynamic of her son.
She gave her son a phone call as if the sky would collapse.
"Son, baby son, do you have no money to spend? How can you fall to the bottom of the living bridge? You wait, mom flies back to buy you a villa. "
As soon as the phone is connected, Mu Ying holds the phone and says to Memorial.
The memorial holding the phone is covered with black lines.
Oh, I forgot to block my family when I sent out my friends' circle. I knew I should set up a group. Who can't see that.
Hurry to delete the dynamic of the circle of friends, but then. There have been several comments.
One of them is the comment of the girl Yanyu Jiangnan who played in the game.
"Little brother, are you so down? Do you need my help? "
After deleting the dynamic, the memorial answers Mu Ying's series of concerns.
"Mom, I'm just kidding. I'm not short of money."
"What do you mean by sending such a circle of friends? I'm scared to death. Do you know?"
"I'm just blowing on the bridge. I'm just relaxing. Take the opportunity to have fun."
"That's not good. What if you really don't have enough money? Wait, I'll ask your father to remit tens of millions to your bank card first. After a while, we'll go to see you when we're not so busy."
"Mom, what's the point? Tens of millions." Memorial can not help but get tens of millions of complacency for themselves.
"You can't catch a cold when it's getting cold. You have the key to Ji's old house. If you don't choose a villa you like, go back to live there first, and then buy a villa for you when your parents come back."
"Mom, I like to live with brother Yichen. It's so busy and boring to live alone."
"Yes, you can, but you must not starve or suffer from cold."
"I see."
Deal with mother's phone.
Memorial bought a can of drink and went to the bridge to blow the wind. It was almost blowing. He wanted to find a hotel to stay first.
Dingdong dingdong -
wechat rings a message alert tone.
Memorial picked up the mobile phone and saw that the news was from Yanyu Jiangnan.
"Is it there? Send a location. Where are you? I'll take you in. "
Cough Take it in.
The memorial leaned on the guardrail at the bridgehead and replied to her, "you've made me a stray dog?"
"You have to live on the street and under the bridge, not a stray dog?"
"What do you do if I want to blackmail you?"
I really don't know if this woman has a long brain and can talk.
"No, I don't care about you? We are all in the same city. Let's meet. I want to see you. " Yanyu Jiangnan asked.
She wanted to ask him out for a long time. Although the picture he sent her was an ugly boy, listening to his voice and his game playing skills had covered her pursuit of beauty.
In her heart, this memorial is a great God. It's a pity if she doesn't see one.
"Don't you know that many netizens will rob money and lust in the end? Are you not afraid? "
The memorial deliberately scares the girl.
This girl looks like a little white rabbit. Her voice is soft and cute. She is also silly and charming.
That's why she's been playing games so badly.
"Will you do this to me? Do you really have the heart to be so cute? " The misty rain sent a pathetic expression to Jiangnan.
This expression bag is so cute.
"I'm not a good person. It's inevitable."
"It doesn't matter. I'm ugly, too. I don't think you're interested in me."
"I am not picky about food, as long as it is female, I may start."
"Ha ha, that's right. I'm male."
"Shit, you're a monster."
Memorial feels like he's been critically hit by 10000.
The couple in the game is a man. It's disgusting.
"Yes, I changed my voice, so let's face to face. Don't be afraid. I won't do anything to you. "
"Come on, you're a man. I'm more afraid. I'm afraid you'll rob me. "
"I don't have this habit, little brother. Are you cold or not? I have air conditioning and heating and fruit dinner. Would you like to come over and have a meal?"In spite of all kinds of inducements in the south of the Yangtze River, the memorial still has no compromise.
After all, he never believed in online love. If a real man appeared in front of him, he would feel sick from beginning to end.
"Well, I'm going to live under the bridge. Don't disturb me."
When Memorial finished this message, he never replied to her again.
About half an hour, he is going to check in at the hotel.
I saw a little boy with short red hair, wearing a black down jacket, wearing a pair of black frame glasses, a senior otaku look, holding a photo in the mobile phone and asking one question at the bottom of the bridge hole.
Soon, she came to the bridge again and asked about the memorial.
"Handsome man, I ask you, have you seen the boy in this picture appear in this area?"
Memorial looked at this picture carefully. Isn't this the picture he sent to Yanyu Jiangnan that day?
He lied to her that this was his picture.
I didn't expect that this man actually found here. How did he find it?
Wait, is this a girl or a boy?
This voice is not like the milk voice when talking with him. It's a very common voice, a bit neutral.
This hair, this figure.
It's a short boy, not even Xiao.
Shit! What a monster.
Also by the human demon to find the door.
In memory of the subconscious is shaking his head: "never seen, never seen."
Then he would run.
Runs faster than a rabbit.
"Eh, how can you be so familiar with the sound? It seems that you have heard it somewhere."
Zhao Nan touched her chin and carefully thought about where she had heard the voice.
Suddenly, she suddenly turned to the voice message sent to her before the memorial, and tune it out to listen to it one by one.
"It's him, this liar, in memory of my little brother. You wait for me. I'm Yanyu Jiangnan."
Zhao Nan's crazy pace to catch up with the memorial.
After walking off the bridge, memorial entered a high-end five-star hotel.
Still at the counter to check in, Zhao Nan grabbed the collar and said, "hum, where are you going?"