Chapter 51

Why did he suddenly send me a wechat?

This seems to be the first time he took the initiative to send me a message?

WOW!

Lin Yao held her mobile phone and stared at the line of words on the screen without blinking.

A moment later, she took a deep breath and typed, "not yet. How about you?"

Then it was deleted.

Such a dialogue should appear between familiar lovers?

Ask yourself if it would be too much. What if he thinks I'm a very casual girl?

After thinking about it, Lin Yao typed again: "I'll have a rest right away."

Then it was deleted.

It's so alienated. It seems to be implying others not to disturb her.

So I typed again, deleted again, retyped again, deleted again

Finally, when Fang Xiaole reached the door of the Hilton Hotel and thought Lin Yao had really slept, she received her reply.

"Not yet. Are you looking for me?"

Fang Xiaole typed: "I just passed the Hilton Hotel. I brought you something by the way. Is it convenient for Fangfang to come down and take it?"

When recording the song, Lin Yao mentioned to Fang Xiaole that she lived in the Hilton Hotel.

A few minutes later, Fangfang in cartoon pajamas hurried out.

Seeing Fang Xiaole standing at the door, Fang Fang came over reluctantly: "assistant Fang, why did you come so late?"

"I'm sorry to bother you to come out. I bought two bottles of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Please give it to Lin Yao for me. Thank you."

Fang Xiaole handed Fangfang the plastic bag containing the medicine bottle and the note.

"Sister Yao already has medicine." Fangfang said impatiently. She took the bag in her hand and glanced at Fang Xiaole: "but it's still your intention. I thank you on behalf of sister Yao."

"No, no, it's all my fault. That's what I should do."

Fang Xiaole waved his hand and then said, "then I'll disturb you to rest. Good night."

"OK, bye."

Fangfang said goodbye to Fang Xiaole, took the elevator to the 16th floor and returned to the suite where Lin Yao lived.

In order to take care of Lin Yao, Mo Yan arranged that Fangfang and Lin Yao live in the same senior suite, while Mo Yan himself lives in the standard room downstairs.

However, Mo Yan specifically told Fangfang not to let Lin Yao contact or contact "irrelevant people" again, not to let her see the bad news on the Internet, and to let her go to bed early.

"Alas, if sister Yan knew that I hadn't done anything she told me, I would be scolded to death."

Fangfang sighed and went back to the suite and into the bedroom.

"What did he bring me? Come on, give it to me. "

Lin Yao had already sat by the bed, stretched her neck and waited. If the doctor hadn't told her not to go down, she would have run to grab things from Fangfang.

"Just two bottles of medicine."

Fangfang yawned and handed the plastic bag to Lin Yao. She was too sleepy and said to Lin Yao, "sister Yao, please rest early." He went out of the bedroom.

"Well, good night."

When Fangfang turned off the light and closed the bedroom door, Lin Yao immediately turned on the mobile phone flashlight and took out two bottles of medicine from the plastic bag.

They are two bottles of common potions for the treatment of traumatic injuries, but Lin Yao took them to her eyes and looked up and down, left and right. The corners of her mouth turned up and couldn't close.

It doesn't count that I tricked him into buying wife cake, so this is the first time he took the initiative to buy something for me!

These two bottles of medicine must be well preserved.

When the dark bedroom came, a little moonlight poured out of the window and fell finely on the bed and on the girl wearing a white nightdress. The girl pursed her mouth shyly, like a beautiful and lovely spirit under the moon.

By the way, didn't the doctor prescribe medicine for wiping my feet?

Why did he buy me medicine?

Suddenly, Lin Yao's eyes moved and saw a note in the plastic bag.

She took out the note and lit the words on it with her mobile phone:

"Sorry, I didn't expect your back to be hurt. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."

The smile on Lin Yao's face.

He knows I hurt my back, too?

Lin Yao remembered what Fang Xiaole and Fangfang said alone when she left the studio after recording the song in the afternoon.

That's when Fangfang told him, right?

Looking down at the note, she could feel his guilt and discomfort between the lines.

It made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Yao suddenly picked up her mobile phone and entered text in the wechat dialog box.

Fang Xiaole sat on the last bus to the old street, leaned his head against the window and stared blankly at the dark street shrouded by night outside the window.

He took out his headphones, connected them to his mobile phone, opened a music software and searched for the singer's name: Lin Yao.

More than ten songs pop up soon.

Two or three of them ranked in the top 50 on the hot song list.

Fang Xiaole created a new song list, then listed all Lin Yao's songs, thought about it, and named the song list——

"Her song"

Fang Xiaole put on her headphones and began to play her song.

"The sand in the wind and the flowers in the rain will never touch him..."

The gentle and sad song came into the eardrum and went straight through the heart.

This song is the main song of Lin Yao's last album, called "untouchable him".

Although the melody of the song is not the top, Lin Yao's voice is very attractive. Fang Xiaole soon fell into her song. He closed his eyes and felt that some irritable mood gradually calmed down.

At the end of the song, Fang Xiaole had more meaning. After listening to it twice, she set the untouchable him as the mobile phone ring tone, and then set the last lyrics as the wechat prompt tone.

At this time, the old street arrived and Fang Xiaole got off the bus.

The community he rented was remote. He had to walk about two kilometers from the bus stop to get back to the rental house.

In the moonlight, Fang Xiaole walked alone in the narrow alley.

Everything was quiet around, and the broken street lamps were swallowed up by the darkness. Only Fang Xiaole's own footsteps echoed in the street, clear and lonely.

"The sand at the fingertips, in his heart, has been waiting for her."

The crisp and gentle song sounded. This was the last lyrics of "untouchable him". Fang Xiaole took out her mobile phone and saw the wechat sent by Lin Yao.

"I'm fine. Don't think too much. Fangfang likes making a fuss. Are you home?"

There was a warm light on his head. Fang Xiaole looked up. Somehow, a broken street lamp lit up again.

He smiled and walked out of the alley under the illumination of the street lamp. The lights were bright in front of him.

Almost home.

"It's coming soon. The medicine works very well. Wipe it twice every morning and evening. Don't forget."

Fang Xiaole typed the reply.

"Well, thank you."

Lin Yao came back soon.

"The third issue will be recorded next Monday. You have a good rest these days."

Fang Xiaole sent a message, thought about it, and added: "be careful when you record the program and pay attention to protect yourself."

"Well, don't worry, I'm really fine." Lin Yao added a bright muscle expression behind the text.

"I'm home, you can rest early..." Fang Xiaole wanted to continue to say good night, but after thinking about it, he deleted this sentence and retyped:

"I like your song very much."

However, after this message was sent, no reply was received from Lin Yao.