Please be more reserved

evening.

Li Zhuo was not in the mood to cook, so he took Li Li out for a meal.

Pick and choose and eat a few vegetable leaves.

Even Li Li, who was sitting opposite to eat, felt that his brother was not here to eat, but to drink dew.

Worried about Li Zhuo's appetite, he forced him to eat more.

Not much to say, I ate an extra vegetable salad.

Salad on vegetables is not much taste for a person who is on a diet.

Li Zhuo didn't know what to eat.

Go home after dinner.

Li Li had to get up early to go to school the next day, so he went back to his room early.

Li Zhuo had nothing to do and went back to his room.

Turning on the light in the room, he lay on his back on the bed, with his two slender legs hanging on the edge of the bed, playing games on his mobile phone.

Halfway through the call, a WeChat message popped up on the top of the phone screen, and one accidentally smashed the phone on his face, and he turned over and curled up covering his face in pain.

In a moment, the pain dissipated.

His whole face collapsed, and he fished out his phone to see who made him almost lose his appearance.

Click on WeChat, and there is a red dot in the second address book in the row below.

It is a message from a new friend asking a friend to pass.

Click to enter, [CZY] request to add friends.

Remarks: small bangs.

The three words in the remarks made Li Zhuo's fingers touching the screen numb for a moment.

It was Cheng Zhiyuan who broke his heart and almost caused his disfigurement.

Cheng Zhiyuan's head is a block of ice, which fits his iceberg face very well.

When the corners of Li Zhuo's lips were about to be drawn up by this portrait, they were pressed down again.

During the day, the heart was finally repaired, and the dissipated depression reappeared.

With his open eyes dazed by the WeChat avatar on the screen, Li Zhuo nodded expressionlessly.

I lost my phone and went to take a shower.

At that time, Cheng Zhiyuan, who was sitting in front of the computer in the room, held his mobile phone and turned half a circle along the swivel chair. The back of the person and the chair was facing the table.

He looked at the news of the other party's rejection, feeling a little helpless.

When leaving Li Zhuo's house, the young man suddenly became angry for some reason.

It's night now, so it's impossible to be so angry now.

Cheng Zhiyuan added it again in disbelief.

After adding it this time, there was no response.

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his head, resting his neck on the back of the chair, held the phone up with both hands, and looked at the screen of the phone.

Thinking about the daytime, no matter how you look at it, it was all his fault.

I don't know the reason, how is this smooth.

Li Zhuo walked back to the bedside after washing, with the heat remaining on his body.

Lie in bed, ready to continue playing games.

After the face is unlocked, the interface is still on the WeChat interface, and the red dots on the row of address books below are unusually conspicuous.

Li Zhuo: "."

The ghost lingers!

With a wooden face, he refused this time without hesitation.

In the next second, another message about adding friends popped up.

The person on the opposite side seems to have been guarding the phone and never put it down.

By the way, I added a note: [Little Liu Hai, why did you refuse? 】

Li Zhuo: "." Refused.

This kind of refusal and request went back and forth six or seven times, and at the eighth refusal, there was no response at all.

Li Zhuo's jaw was straightened, and he stared at the interface.

No matter how enthusiastic a person is, it is impossible to maintain enthusiasm after being rejected so many times.

Or maybe angry.

Who on earth gave Cheng Zhiyuan his contact information.

After thinking for a few seconds, the answer was ready to come out.

Who else could it be except Li Li.

Li Zhuo let go of the phone and huddled under the quilt.

After about a minute, the phone returned to his hand, glanced at the WeChat interface, and switched to the game interface.

The feel is not good, and the characters on the mobile phone are all dead after several calls.

If you are too annoying, exit the game and click on the WeChat interface.

Except for a few pieces of information in the work group, there is no other news on the interface.

There is also no red dot on the line below the address book.

Li Zhuo clicked on the new friend application, and the first few WeChat profile pictures were covered with Cheng Zhiyuan's ice cube profile picture, but no new ice cube appeared.

The fingers refreshed several times unconsciously.

no change.

Feeling depressed, he looked for the remote control of the air conditioner and turned it down a few degrees.

The effect of the air conditioner is not very obvious, take off the quilt.

After tossing and tossing, I simply sat up and leaned against the pillow.

Two legs were bent, one arm was wrapped around the leg, and the hand holding the mobile phone was pressed against the forehead. He closed his eyes and did not open them for a long time.

Su Xiaoran picked up Cheng Zhiyuan and Cheng Xinxin.

Then who is in Cheng Zhiyuan's family now...

In the quiet room, it took a long time to hear the young man's breathing.

Li Zhuo's shoulders loosened, what the hell is he doing?

Cheng Zhiyuan was clearly not wrong.

But suffer from his indifference.

It is not her fault that Su Xiaoran is Cheng Zhiyuan's fiancee.

Because no one is wrong, he will feel so painful.

Heart hurts.

The person you like belongs to someone else.

abruptly—

A phone call that broke the silence also disrupted Li Zhuo's breathing.

The voice was so abrupt that Li Zhuo was taken aback, and even his eyelashes trembled.

He looked at the phone with hollow and dim pupils. There was an unfamiliar phone number on the phone. He pressed the connect button and hands-free by the way, and then threw the phone on the quilt.

Because he hadn't made a sound for too long, the other side seemed uncertain.

From the mobile phone microphone stuffed under the quilt, a young man's low and hoarse voice came out, but it was indescribably charming.

"Li Zhuo?"

Li Zhuo's ears burned.

Although the sound of the mobile phone made the quilt muffled, it was impossible for him not to distinguish the voice of the person in the microphone.

He was in a daze for a long time, looking at the phone screen uncertainly with his flickering eyes.

Until Cheng Zhiyuan's voice rang again on the phone: "Li Zhuo, are you listening?"

The dull black dots glowed in his eyes, and Li Zhuo hurried to get his phone.

"Hello." Holding his breath, he switched off the speakerphone, pressed it against his ear, and replied a word in a very soft voice.

On the other end of the phone, Cheng Zhiyuan stood in front of the window and rubbed the tip of his nose.

I sent so many WeChat friends verification messages in the past, but all I received were rejections.At that time, he was really at a loss.

And some setbacks.

Having been rejected so many times, it can be seen that Li Zhuo must still be angry.

I have never encountered such a situation, usually only when he snubs others, but I have never tried to be snubbed by others.

In my heart-

Weird.

It may be a little uncomfortable.

The angry little Liu Hai was dead indifferent.

It's a ruthless rejection machine.

The little bangs before were so enthusiastic.

After calming down for a few seconds, Cheng Zhiyuan went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I came out to look at my phone and sighed.

Convince yourself.

Having suffered so much from Li Zhuo, he should be more angry.

Adhering to the attitude that the matter should not be delayed until the next day, Cheng Zhiyuan simply changed the method, and direct phone attacks might be more effective.

Li Zhuo answered the phone very quickly.

Cheng Zhiyuan was fortunate that Li Zhuo didn't know his phone number, and that he could answer calls from strangers.

After the call is connected, there is no sound.

Cheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to speak first.

After Li Zhuo said "Hello", Cheng Zhiyuan's voice slowly came out from the earpiece and surrounded his ears, and the voice beside his ears seemed extremely gentle in his ears.

The sound from the cold machine still burned his ears, numb and itchy.

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "Why do you reject WeChat friends, huh?"

The voice is nice, but these words sound like a bit of an accusation.

Li Zhuo pursed his lips, did not speak, pinched his earlobe with his fingertips and bowed his head.

If Cheng Zhiyuan was here, he would feel like a wronged cat, wishing to hide his face so that no one could see him.

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't ask the teacher for the crime, and he didn't intend to ask Li Zhuo to answer.

The other side was still silent, but he took an extra breath, and he knew that Li Zhuo must be listening.

"Angry?"

The three words almost broke Li Zhuo's defenses, he opened his mouth and almost swallowed it.

What to say, say that he is angry that he has a fiancée who did not tell him.

That person Cheng Zhiyuan is not related to him, so why should he report to him.

If it were anyone else, he would be a little ignorant and a little unreasonable.

He replied stiffly: "No."

Cheng Zhiyuan immediately answered, "Why are you angry?"

Li Zhuo: "." He didn't speak human words?

"I said, no." I was discouraged, feeling very powerless.

Cheng Zhiyuan could hear his powerlessness, if he hadn't seen a pig, could it be that he hadn't seen a pig run away, he shouldn't ask this question at this time.

He dragged out a long "hmm": "Okay, you are not angry."

Li Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief, and in the next second he heard someone pushing an inch: "Since you are not angry, can you add WeChat?"

"This is my mobile phone number, you can also save it."

Li Zhuo: "..."

Cheng Zhiyuan asked again, with a little smile: "Is that okay? Little Liu Hai."

A person like Cheng Zhiyuan, who is so star-studded, would lower his profile and ask him to add WeChat and contact information to him, the most inconspicuous person among many stars.

If he continues to be indifferent, he will be the one who pushes forward.

The person you like belongs to someone else, at least you can't make the person you like hate him.

He restrained the trembling of his voice: "Yes."

The young man's unreserved chuckle came from the microphone, Cheng Zhiyuan seemed very happy after getting his consent.

The greatest pain is that the person you like doesn't know that you like him.

Li Zhuo thinks it's time to say goodbye to his love for Cheng Zhiyuan.

With a slightly open mouth, I can't say the sentence about liking and not liking again.

It was like putting a knife on his neck again, and with a slight movement of his neck, the pain and tearing sensation would spread to his chest along with the blood vessels.

During the quiet time, there was a knock on the door at the other end of the conversation.

Cheng Zhiyuan shouted over there: "Who?"

Li Zhuo heard a very small response, but every word hit his heart.

[Cheng Zhiyuan is me, Su Xiaoran. 】

[Come in, what's the matter? 】

【Are you on the phone?Laughing so happily, do you have a dog outside! 】

[What's crazy? 】

Li Zhuo didn't want to listen to such a conversation anymore, every minute and every second would be a kind of torture.

Save your farewell for next time.

Regardless of the person opposite, he said: "Cheng Zhiyuan, I'm going to sleep, so hang up first."

One couldn't hold back, and the ending sound trembled.

He hung up so fast that Cheng Zhiyuan didn't even have time to say good night to him, just listening to the busy voice on the other side.

Cheng Zhiyuan frowned.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, did you listen to me?"

The author says:

Li Zhuo: If you say goodbye, save it for next time.

Cheng Zhiyuan: There is no next time, and I won't let you say it.

Li Zhuo: ...

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It won't make Burning Baby suffer for a long time! ! !

11. Blind spots

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