After a while, Han Yunting went back to his room, and it was very difficult to understand the changes in his mood.
Mingming regards women's love as trouble, but Leng Shutong feels sorry and disappointed when he leaves.
He could not say what he regretted or disappointed!
For Han Yunting, who has never been in touch with emotion, long-term resistance makes him reluctant to go into details.
He conceited that this was... The result of his busy work.
So, Han Yunting went into the bathroom and tried to wash his confused thoughts with a cold bath.
Ten minutes later, after the cold bath, the mind is even more confused!
It's messy if you don't clean it up!
He went out to the balcony of his guest room and let the night wind blow through his wet hair.
He sat down on the cane chair, lit a cigarette and picked up his mobile phone.
On the cruise ship, he has released Leng Shutong from the blacklist.
He was lucky to hope that she didn't know she had done it.
But because of face, Han Yunting didn't send her a wechat. Instead, he chose a picture of the Seine River and sent it to a circle of friends.
She should be able to see it!
Han Yunting holds cigarette ends in one hand and stays on the page of his circle of friends in the other.
Refresh from time to time, whenever there is a comment, he immediately Click to have a look.
However, the results are always disappointing.
Instead of Leng Shutong's reply, a group of brothers made fun of him.
Feather: how long has the third brother not sent a circle of friends? Was it stolen?
Feather: in order to verify the authenticity, answer me a question, who is my wife?
Han Yunting ignored him.
Then, a few comments were sent out, but Han Yunting's mobile phone rang before he turned it on.
It's from Qiao mu.
He pursed the corner of his lower lip, raised his cell phone to answer, "what's the matter?"
At the end of the receiver, Qiao Mu blew out a puff of smoke, "Han Laosan?"
"Well, it's me."
Qiao Mu smacked the tip of his tongue strangely, "didn't you lose your cell phone? Circle of friends, did you send it? "
Han Yunting's fingers trembled, and the soot fell on his robe and scattered into countless pieces of ashes.
He coagulated his ashes and brushed them in disgust. "It's me. It's strange?"
"Well, it's very strange! Come on, tell me, what are you stimulated by? "
Stimulated Han Yunting
He was silent and silent.
Qiao Mu joked at that end: "I said Han Laosan, don't try to hide things from the world. You must have met something, otherwise you won't send such a circle of friends with unknown meaning!"
In their brother's eyes, Han Yunting's emotion is quite introverted.
Although everyone talks and laughs all day long, there is a very calm and indifferent heart hidden under Han Yunting's warm surface.
It's like a lack of emotion, calm unlike normal people.
Almost everyone has never seen him lose control of his emotions, and the more so, the more bizarre.
Normal people, how can ten years be as quiet as a day?
Old four can't do it!
At this time, Han Yunting sighed, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of pouring out, "I'm ok, you think too much."
He is not used to speaking his inner feelings directly.
Hidden in the depths of the lonely, obscure.
On the phone, Qiao Mu didn't ask again. After a few words of advice, they hung up.
The awkward Han Laosan doesn't want to say more. It's useless to force him.
But... You can find out what happened to him in Paris!