Willingly ABO

I almost couldn't hold my phone steady.

Who is Zhuang Qin?

I quickly went through my current relationships and made sure that there is no such person.

So this person must have met during or after college?

What is the relationship between him and me, how did he know Qin Yuan, and why did he say—"You keep a white-eyed wolf like this"?

Did he misunderstand Qin Yuan?Otherwise, how can you compare Qin Yuan to a white-eyed wolf?

I frowned, I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't think about it, and pressed the word "Back" on the screen.

As a result, another message automatically popped up on the phone.

This time the sender was actually Qin Yuan, and the time was in mid-June.

The content of the message is only one sentence:

"Where are you?"

My chest jumped and my eyes hurt, as if I couldn't read these words, I quickly pressed return.

Same as last time, every time I return, several messages pop up one after another, all from Qin Yuan.

The sending time is July, August, September, October, and November.For five consecutive months, he sent me a message in the middle of each month——

"Where are you?"

Only three short words of information.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I continued to press return.Unexpectedly, when I saw the content of the next text message, my breath stopped for a moment.

"Xin Gan, it's been half a year, where are you? Why didn't you answer my call? You lost your phone? Why are you hiding? Why are you ignoring me? How are you doing? How are you? Are you Didn’t you leave? Where did you go? When will you come back? Are you still coming back? You don’t know how much I am xhsnaihxshbddh”

... What does he want?I don't understand, there is a long string of garbled characters behind it.

I felt my chest was congested, so I quickly took a deep breath before checking the sender and time.

The sender is still Qin Yuan.

The time of sending the letter is: December 2013, 12, Thursday, Christmas Eve.

Everything around me is still, except for these few numbers.They all came to life, scrambling to squeeze out of the screen, dancing in front of me, so weird and disgusting.

I felt nauseous for a while, and my stomach acid surged up. I hurriedly covered my mouth.

The phone screen went off because it hadn't been touched for a long time, and I saw my frightened face in the reflection of the glass.

Why am I doing this?

What the hell is going on?

I tried my best to control myself, suppressed the pheromone that was secretly emanating, calmed down my mood, and turned on the phone again.

Go back, go back, go back, go back to the main interface, I saw the message bar and popped up a prompt——

"You have 99+ missed calls from Qinyuan"

I pressed my thumbs tremblingly.The reminder jumps, the interface opens, and there is a row of bright red missed call reminders, all of whom are Qin Yuan.

Except for the earliest ones in June, the rest of the time are all on December 2013, 12.

I was so frightened that I couldn't speak a word, my mouth was slightly opened, my teeth were chattering, and I was trembling all over.

The cold air swept me and I couldn't restrain it, and the crazy overflowing information rose from the bottom of my feet, almost burying it.

I was dizzy and fell backwards, slamming to the ground.

thump—

I lost my mind and thought, what day is December 2013, 12?It sure wasn't an ordinary Christmas Eve!It must be of great significance to me in the future, and it is even enough to travel through time and space to affect me now!

"Master Xin Gan, what are you doing—oh, hello! Don't worry about it!"

The nanny heard the movement and rushed to help me.

Trying to stay calm, I sat on the couch and smiled at her.

"...I'm fine, but I accidentally kicked the coffee table leg just now, it hurts me to death..."

This smile is definitely not good-looking, but fortunately, I made up a lie quickly and fooled the nanny in one go.

She let out a long sigh and sighed: "I was scared to death. I thought something happened to you. I could smell pheromones from a long distance after such a big commotion. Your pheromones smell good, but they are too strong. , even my husband can't stand it when it's unstable."

I rubbed my ankle in embarrassment:

"Don't tell Qin Yuan about this, let him know, I'm ashamed..."

The nanny understood me very well and said sympathetically:

"I know, I won't tell my husband. Hey, be careful next time, even the young master doesn't knock the legs of the table. If he finds out, he'll be so worried."

I'm good."

After saying that, the nanny got up and left. I watched her re-enter the kitchen and heard the sound of pots and pans, so I took out my mobile phone again with confidence.

I pressed all the message prompts, completely returned to the main interface, and then opened the folder that I thought could leave clues in the phone.Such as address book, call history, SMS and multimedia.

However, there is nothing in the multimedia, photos, videos, music recordings, I flipped through them one by one, and they were all empty and clean.

In the call log, there are only Qin Yuan's 99+ missed calls, and there is no received or dialed call.

And there are only a few text messages that I just read in the text box.

The address book only kept three contacts, sorted by the first letter of the note: Qin Yuan, Photography Studio, Zhuang Qin.

I ran through my hair irritably.

Isn't there a valuable clue?

I stared at the three contacts for a while, then clicked on the business card of the photography studio.His phone number is 010-xxxxxxxx, which is obviously a landline number.

So contacts won't text me.

Short message?

With a flash of inspiration, I quickly returned to the text message box, and clicked on the message sent to me by my contact Zhuang Qin.

The last sentence is: When you see the text message, call me back.

I grabbed a pillow from the sofa, ran errands and sat on the sofa, holding my mobile phone, and calmed down to brainstorm.

Qin Yuan couldn't get through to my phone, so he sent a text message asking me where I was, but I didn't reply him, so he called again, this is normal thinking.

But this Zhuang Qin did not call me again after sending me a text message on May 2013, 5, indicating that he was not in a hurry to find me——

This is impossible. Since he asked me to "see the text message", he had to "call him back", which shows that he is anxious to find me.

There is only another possibility. He has already contacted me, and he used other contact methods besides this phone number.

Like a new phone, a new number.

A number that Qin Yuan didn't know.

After May 13, 5, I probably formatted the phone, leaving only the SIM card inserted in the phone and the three contacts it automatically read.

Then, for quite a long time, I did not take the initiative to contact Qin Yuan again.As for Qin Yuan, he was also looking around but couldn't find me.

What a wave of rational analysis!Bravo!I am simply a peerless detective!I rubbed my temples, buried my head in the pillow, and closed my eyes.

Knowing two points in time may be very significant to me now.

一个是13年5月27日，一个是同年的12月24日，这两个时间点之间相差了半年之久。

And 13 years, from this point in time, seven years have passed.

Ouch!Annoy me so much!

I might as well ask Qin Yuan directly!

But is it possible for him to tell me?In case what happened at these two time points was something bad, or something that directly stimulated me and caused my pheromone imbalance, he would definitely not be able to tell me!What should I do if I have to tell me this will affect the follow-up treatment plan?

I lay on the pillow without a clue, my cheeks puffed up like a bun.

I can't go anywhere now, and if I want to go out, I have to report to Qin Yuan, even if I report, he will definitely follow me every step of the way, where can I learn about the past?

I even want to take a taxi to the nursing home in Yanjiao to meet my future self. Thinking about it carefully, this is even more unscientific.

Hey……

I turned on the phone again, and boredly opened the address book-exit-opened the text message box-exit, and so on.

Open the address book - wait!

A small light bulb flickered on the side of my head.

Damn!I'm really too smart!

I can call this Zhuang Qin!If he hadn't changed his phone number, I would have been able to contact Qin Yuan without his knowledge, and I managed to do so without anyone noticing!

I am convinced!I'm a fucking criminal/criminal genius!

I suppressed the excitement in my heart and shouted to the kitchen:

"Auntie, did you pay for the number of my mobile phone! I want to call Qin Yuan now—"

My aunt answered me while chopping vegetables:

"It's over, and the husband has recharged the money for you with his mobile phone."

"Come on!" I jumped up from the sofa, grabbed my phone, stepped on my slippers and ran upstairs, "Auntie, I'm talking on the phone with Qin Yuan, please don't ask me to come down for dinner! If you do well You can eat it by yourself—"

"Hey, what are you talking about! The noodles will be lumpy after a while!"

"I don't care if it's lumpy! I miss Qin Yuan! I'm going to call him now and tell him how much I miss—"

As I said that, I turned into the bedroom and closed the door with a bang, without hearing the gratified laughter from downstairs at all.

I locked the door, closed the curtains, climbed onto the bed, straightened my body, coughed twice, opened Zhuang Qin's contact information with a sense of ritual, and pressed the dial button.

Pass!Pass!Pass!

put me through-

"Beep-beep-beep-"

I breathed hard, it was a long sound!This number works!

I hugged the phone nervously, pressing it to my ears with trembling hands.

After a while, the number was connected.

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hi, hello, I'm Zhuang Qin."

I opened my mouth and found that my throat was trembling so badly that I couldn't utter half a syllable at all, so I had to take a deep breath to adjust my heartbeat, swallowed and cleared my throat.

"...uh...hey...you...hello, I...I'm that...Xi Yixin...Xin Gan..."

However, the other party did not respond to me, only the sound of deep breathing.

This mobile phone is a bit old, the sound quality is not very good, and the noisy current sound hurts the ears.

I wondered if the other side didn't hear me clearly, and was about to repeat it again, when the other side finally spoke.

His voice suddenly became extremely hoarse:

"...Who do you say you are?"

Every word I spit out trembles more than me:

"...Impossible... Xin Gan... Xin Gan moved to Italy six years ago, and it is impossible to come back in this life."

"……who are you?"

The author says:

The timing of this chapter is very important, very important, very important, and a secret, full of Scorpio babies, whose birthday is at the end of October.