Nancheng District film city, hotel.

When Fu Zhiyao opened the door of the hotel, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

He opened his mobile phone and took a look. Xie Yu didn't send any new news.

The faint light of the mobile phone reflected his face. In the dark, the face was more delicate and beautiful.

Before, he and Xie Yu's dialog box, the last message is always Xie Yu's.

He would never have missed his message like this.

Xie Yu recently It seems that I have been cold to him a lot.

Fu Zhiyao, holding his mobile phone, frowned slightly and started to send him a message:

[here at the hotel, good night. 】

in fact, when he was just in the hospital, he had already said good night to him, but Xie Yu didn't return.

Fu Zhiyao looked at the time at 1:10 in the morning.

This time to the hotel, Xie Yu will love it.

He held the cell phone and leaned against the door for a long time. There was no movement on the phone.

Fu Zhiyao raised his hand and felt a little cold.

Maybe Go to sleep.

Comforting himself, he went to the bed and fell down.

There is a slight dull pain in my heart.

Fu Zhiyao touched his heart, looked at the ceiling and thought that he was asleep. He must be asleep.

That program was so tired that he fell asleep in the afternoon.

If he didn't fall asleep, Xie Yu would return to him in seconds.

It will be

……

The next day, early morning.

Fu Zhiyao was noisy by the hum of the mobile phone vibration. He felt the mobile phone vaguely and took it. In his low voice, he was hoarse when he got up in the morning. "Hello..."

"Hello! Captain On the other end of the phone came Xie Yu's joyful voice, which sounded more happy than yesterday.

Fu Zhiyao suddenly woke up. Holding his mobile phone, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. His voice trembled slightly "Thank you?"

"Captain, Captain! Sorry, I just saw your microblog now I am so happy, I am so happy, I am the happiest and happiest person in the world now Xie Yu said loudly, "this is the happiest birthday I've ever had in recent years!"

Fu Zhiyao's body is stiff. Birthday?

"I thought you forgot Hey, hey, hey. " Xie Yu laughed for a while, and his voice dropped slightly. He said cautiously, "Captain, why don't you speak? Are you busy? Have I disturbed you..."

Fu Zhiyao's eyes flashed. He hurriedly found the standby machine. His slender fingers gently trembled to unlock it, and then he opened the microblog.

Xie Yu's Micro blog has a system prompt.

Today is his birthday.

He quickly opened his own micro blog and added another one.

One more... Happy birthday to Xie Yu.

It's Chen Hai!

It was Chen Hai who sent it on his micro blog!

"Captain? Are you still there? " Xie Yu's voice is small, very careful.

Fu Zhiyao's throat was like being blocked by cotton wadding, looking at the micro blog for a long time speechless.

"Captain?" Xie Yu frowned and yelled in a low voice. Because he didn't hear the echo, the young man's voice was low and soft. "I'll hang up first. You can work hard."

"Love you," he said in a small voice at last.

[Ding: Fu Zhiyao's liking degree + 5, current total liking degree: 81.]

just when Xie Yu heard the system prompt and wanted to hang up, the man on the other end of the phone finally spoke.

His voice is very low, a little dumb, "Xie Yu."

Xie Yu picked his eyebrows gently, and his mouth cocked up slightly. His voice was full of vigor and vitality, "Hmm! Are you listening, captain? "

"Happy birthday." Fu Zhiyao pauses a little, his voice is very light, very light says, "I love you."