Warm Burning [Net Matching]

Wen Bowen deleted Du Ran's mobile phone number and all contact information when Du Ran left.It seemed that she was subconsciously fighting with him.At the same time, there seems to be a small longing in his heart, that is, when Du Ran sees his contact list disappear, he will come back to find him in a hurry—he rarely sees Du Ran lose his composure, as if facing anything They are all confident.

However, Du Ran didn't look for him.

Du Ran seemed to have disappeared, and never contacted Wen Bowen again.Most of the contact information provided by the students was Du Ran's previous number.

Just when Wen Bowen called with the number, he found that the phone had been shut down.

Wen Bowen frowned, and charged the phone bill into it.

Hit again.

This time there was a voice.But still no one answered. After 40 seconds, the beep of the phone changed to "the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later...".Wen Bowen put down his mobile phone and sat on the sofa. In front of him was the open address book. The sunlight shone on the tea table, and the light was cut by the brown glass, giving people a warm and beautiful feeling for no reason.This beauty gave Wen Bowen the illusion that nothing had changed a few months ago, and he was still waiting for that person to come back.

The ring on his hand is cold.

Wen Bowen did not make countless phone calls irrationally to self-torture.He went to □□ and found Lang Huan's domineering profile picture, poked it open, and asked for Du Ran's contact information.Lin Damei left after graduating a long time ago and was busy with work. She would occasionally check out her old account to contact relatives and friends, so it was already a week later when Wen Bowen received a reply.

Wen Bowen felt that he had never been so patient since he was born.

But this kind of waiting doesn't make me feel bored.

He clicked on the penguin's search bar, copied and pasted the number, and it was still the system's default penguin profile picture with an innocent face, but it was gray.

Du Ran was the one who added him first, but now he came to find Du Ran.Wen Bowen picked up a bottle of Sprite in front of the computer and smiled, and he drank a can of soft drink that tasted like Erguotou.That's fair, he thought.

In fact, Du Ran's three-dimensional number has not been uploaded for a long time.Wen Bowen just wanted to try the last method.

After trying the last method and still getting no response, Wen Bowen developed two habits.Charge Du Ran's old number with a package fee of 36 yuan on the [-]st of every month; apply for Du Ran's penguin friend every day, sometimes he can write, sometimes he can't.

In fact, the life of a graduate student is not easy.Just get used to it.Wen Bowen didn't know how long his persistence would last, after all, nothing had ever happened between Du Ran and him, nor had he ever promised anything.The ring on his hand has already left a mark, which will gradually disappear when he takes it off in the shower.In case one day he forgot to bring it to class, Wen Bowen would feel lost all day.

He often wondered if Du Ran would not have left if he had taken the initiative.

Could it be that they are already together.

But how long can this kind of togetherness last? This was his concern back then, but he didn't realize until he really lost it. Sometimes it's much better to get it and then lose it than never start at all.Because of his previous cowardice, he can't even keep many memories now.

It's just that occasionally when I think about it late at night, my mind is still full of Du Ran's figure.

"I'm your late stage... Huo Lie."

"Come over tomorrow morning and show you a pia show."

"Don't yell like that, you'll spray wheat."

……

Thinking about it now, his Two-dimensional is almost brought up by Du Ran.

Wen Bowen thought, since Du Ran didn't want someone to find him and changed his number, could the person under the new vest of Two-dimensional be Du Ran.Wen Bowen understood Du Ran's feelings for radio dramas, a toy in the sunset industry.A part of his youth took root there, even if he didn't show much in front of the public, it seems to be suitable for his role arrangement, but almost every one of his works is enough to be called a boutique.

During the occasional work breaks, holding coffee and recalling the ridiculous years in college, Du Ran sometimes thinks that he does not have a big obsession with sound.According to Freud's psychoanalysis, the obsession with one thing is mostly attributed to childhood.Du Ran just thanked this circle for letting him know Wen Bowen again.

But I don't know if it's good or bad.

Because if he didn't remember the boy back then, it seems that he wouldn't have the pain now.

It's not thrilling, and life is so unsalty.The regret of losing is suppressed in the bottom of my heart, and the reason why I can suppress it may be because I never got it.

Du Ran lost his mobile phone within a few minutes of getting off the plane and transferring to the train. Fortunately, Du Ran was calm enough to find a place with internet and contact the company first.The joint venture company has a bit of socialist warmth in it, and immediately sent someone from the company to pick up Du Ran.In fact, Du Ran just wanted to inform the company that he couldn't use his mobile phone to contact him recently.But it seems that the decision has been made over there, and it is not easy to refuse.After notifying each other of the location, Du Ran waited at the train station.

After ordering a cup of coffee, I casually flipped through a book I just picked up at the train station bookstore, and after a few glances, I looked up and looked around to see if anyone was picking me up at the station.

After a while, a young girl stood in front of her, wearing black high heels, a light gray professional suit, and a neat ponytail.She smiled and stretched out her hand to Du Ran: "Raxion?"

Du Ran raised his head in surprise, ordinary acquaintances would not call him that, only new colleagues would use this name.

"JP M Human Resources Department, just call me Lucy."

Du Ran held it for a few seconds, the girl withdrew her hand skillfully, and a burst of perfume smelled, not pungent but very recognizable.From the corner of his eyes, Du Ran could tell that this girl belonged to the kind of girl whose journey was smooth and every step was in the grid.Ability and planning gave her a refined and rigorous life.Du Ran began to miss Wen Bowen's freedom for no reason.

"Picking up a beautiful woman is one of the employee benefits?" Du Ran looked relaxed, but not frivolous. Lucy flicked her ponytail: "If you want to, you can apply to the welfare department. If you don't think the boss will think you are unreliable."

Du Ran followed Huatou down the steps: "That means I'm lucky."

Lucy took another look at Du Ran, still smiling professionally, but there was something extra in her eyes.

Du Ran's appearance is the kind that makes it easy for people to have a good impression of him.It's not particularly eye-catching and handsome, and it's not the Japanese and Korean neutral style that is popular at the moment. It's just that kind of decent cleanliness and sunshine, which makes people feel safe and secure.

"How do you know that you are lucky?"

"It has always been, and today is no exception."

There is no girl who doesn't like others to praise her beauty, especially the person who praises herself is quite decent and beautiful.Du Ran has the ability to say what other people think is smooth. In fact, this is also a kind of ability.

"Come on, let's go find the driver." Lucy seemed satisfied with the quality of the new employee.

Du Ran once wanted to apply to China Mobile to get back his mobile phone number after the work was on the right track, but China Mobile said that people were sending money to that number every month, so it was not easy to cancel the number.Du Ran had no choice but to change the number, and notified a few former people who needed to be contacted recently, but hesitated when he moved his hand to Wen Bowen's phone.

He just saved Wen Bowen's number in his phone, but he didn't call him.

He promised that the other party's mother would not interfere with Wen Bowen's life, so even ordinary contact would be considered a violation.

Du Ran was actually a little scared under his calm appearance.He was afraid that once he heard that Wen Bowen was regressing even if he said a word, he would buy a plane ticket and go back to the city where he lived for 22 years to find Wen Bowen to confess his love.

But he knows better than anyone that life is not an idol drama, let alone a radio drama.

The boys in the radio drama lived happily together after confessing their love. Some had their parents' blessing, and some simply left it alone.

If you are really gay, you will know that the pressure of coming out will always be ignored by those danmei articles that sell beauty as their point of view.And when life gets in the way with a deep gesture, not love can solve everything.

Nothing feudal or civilized.What is different is always called heterogeneous.Wen Bowen didn't deserve to suffer—before he had the ability to emigrate with Wen Bowen.

But if he is really capable of taking Wen Bowen away, will Wen Bowen fall in love with him?

Smiling wryly, he raised his head and drank a cup of coffee. Du Ran left the tea room. When he went out, he saw Lucy packing her bag and getting ready to get off work. Lucy seemed to trip over something when she passed by.Du Ran stretched out his hand to help Lucy up reflexively, perhaps because he was thinking about Wen Bowen just now, so Du Ran's expression and voice at this time were extraordinarily gentle.

Thinking of the little slut at home who was constantly in trouble when he moved in for the first month, Du Ran's mouth curled into a smile.

"Be careful."

Lucy's slight annoyance at nearly tripping was completely dispelled by the smile.The capable girl straightened up quickly and took half a step away, but said thank you very naturally.

The two went their separate ways, but when Lucy got on the subway, she suddenly blushed for no reason.She took a deep breath and warned herself: It's okay.

Wen Bowen didn't know that Du Ran didn't change his number on purpose, and he didn't know that Du Ran was so busy working overtime every day that he didn't have time to pay attention to Two-dimensional matters.He just glanced like a stubborn little tadpole, swimming around in YY channel looking for Du Ran's voice.In fact, he himself knows that this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, but he seems to feel that he has something to look at when he is so busy, and his heart is no longer filled with emptiness.

If Wen Bowen was still living under Lang Huan's wing at this time, he would definitely be taught by Lang Huan's ears: You can do this for a man, and you don't change your vest!Just use your real body!You still wear the prefix of Shen Yun Pavilion.Make everyone think our cv is idle, okay?

In fact, it seems that Shen Yun Pavilion is not the original Shen Yun Pavilion after Lang Huan left.

After all, Xuanji's leadership and cohesion are not as good as Langhuan's.Some of the old batch of mature masters were poached by other associations, and they had new circles and jobs.Most of those who really stayed have a feeling of belonging to Shen Yun Pavilion, but most of them have been busy for three times or found new hobbies, so they no longer set foot here.The place that used to be full of enthusiasm for serious drama production has gradually become a place of memories like a teahouse.

So when Wen Bowen went out for a stroll, everyone first exclaimed, "Look closely at the members of Shen Yun Pavilion", and then they took a closer look at Wen Bowen's id——Wen Wen.

——Oh my god, God!