I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Reunited?

Wang Zibo's head almost turned around, and he immediately replied without using the familiar Quanpin typing: Didn't you say that Zhao Zheng cheated on him and never forgive him?

This message seemed to have gone silent. Huang Hui probably felt that there was no need to explain the reason to Wang Zibo, so she did not reply.

Waiting is always anxious, especially for Wang Zibo now, who cannot concentrate on anything.

When a customer comes to send express delivery, he receives it with a forced smile;

When a part-time student came to ask a question, he responded as if nothing had happened.

However, I often make mistakes, and I suddenly get stuck in the middle of a sentence. To use a word, it is called lost soul, which means that my soul is gone and my head is confused, but my body is still there, and I rely on my consciousness to speak and do things.

Only when the message came with a ding from the PHS, Wang Zibo's eyes lit up and he realized that it was just a text message from the operator, and he put it in his pocket with a disappointed face.

There was no reply to the first message, so Wang Zibo sent the second and third messages. He was now a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw.

How to catch it?

Just by constantly sending messages, I simply hope that Huang Hui can change her mind.

Article 2: Sister Xiaohui, Zhao Zheng is a scumbag, please don’t be obsessed with it. Didn’t you say last time that you were looking for a down-to-earth boy?

Article 3: Sister Xiaohui, where are you now? I want to find you.

But without exception, Huang Hui made no move.

Wang Zibo felt a pain in his chest, as if something was missing somewhere in his heart. The crisp autumn weather had to be maintained by breathing heavily, otherwise the stuffiness would be really uncomfortable.

Night fell unknowingly, and Wang Zibo didn't notice it until the part-time students went to have dinner one by one and packed up their things and left the store.

At this time, there was a ding, and Huang Hui's message finally came. Wang Zibo was so nervous that he almost jumped out of his throat, and he opened the PHS in a panic.

Zhao Zheng said he wants to marry me, thank you for your concern.

marry?

Wang Zibo received another heavy blow on his chest, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

In fact, if Chen Hansheng were here, he would see through it at a glance.

Zhao Zheng has absolutely no plans to get married. This is a story about a male liar trying to make a female liar happy. After the female liar believed her, she kicked away the honest man who had helped her find a job.

The matter is not over yet. When the female liar finds out that she has been fooled again, the role of an honest person will be reflected again.

However, Chen Hansheng didn't know these things, because Wang Zibo didn't dare to say it. It wasn't that he didn't know how humble his behavior was, he just couldn't help but want to contact him.

Maybe the other person is not beautiful, maybe the other person is not noble, but I just happen to like it.

When it was about to close at nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Zibo realized that he had to go back to the dormitory, but he didn't want to leave at all.

Jingle Bell.

The PHS phone suddenly rang, and Wang Zibo glanced at his father's phone.

What happened to you this afternoon? Did you have a fight with your mother?

You are almost 20 years old, can you be more sensible?

Your mother used to sell pickles to raise money for your tuition, and you only had to pay for it with a few steel coins. Have you forgotten that?

Now your mother is so angry with you that she can't eat dinner or sleep. Are you worthy of her?

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Listening to his father's scoldings, Wang Zibo endured the tears that had flowed down all afternoon, but he did not dare to expose them and let the tears silently wash his face. He sniffed and said, I'm sorry, Dad, I shouldn't be with you. Mom quarreled.

Wang Zibo's father was also stunned for a moment. This was a bit abnormal. Normally Wang Zibo would definitely quarrel with him.

Be careful in the future. It's not easy to think about me and your mother too much.

Wang Zibo's father gave a stern warning and hung up the phone.

Lost in love and scolded by his father, at this time, the only thing Wang Zibo could think of was his best friend Chen Hansheng.

While wiping his tears, he called Chen Hansheng over.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

What's the matter? To make a long story short, I'm playing cards... Hey, hey, Lao Yang, you're not interested anymore. This is a double dunk, and the score of the trump card will be doubled.

From the noisy sound, it was obvious that Chen Hansheng was playing cards.

Xiao Chen...

Wang Zibo always cried when he spoke. Chen Hansheng was startled: Damn, why are you crying? Something happened to Uncle Wang and Aunt Lu?

Based on Chen Hansheng's social experience, a call after 9 pm is likely to indicate that there is a problem with the other person's family.

No, they're fine.

Wang Zibo tried his best to suppress his emotions: I just want to have a drink with you.

Fuck, then don't scare me if it's okay.

But from Chen Hansheng's perspective, since Wang Zibo's parents were fine, it was Wang Zibo's own business, so he felt relieved.

You must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. It's already 9 o'clock. Drink your ass... Lao Liu, now we are the boss.

Chen Hansheng was playing cards while talking to Wang Zibo.

Xiao Chen, I really can't find anyone, and I feel very sad.

Wang Zibo said painfully.

Chen Hansheng was upset: I told you I'm not free. I'm playing cards. Don't be sad if you have nothing to do. If you want to drink, don't check what time it is.

Dudududu.

Wang Zibo listened to the phone again, and there was already a busy signal. He wiped his tears and put down his PHS phone.

Wang Zibo wouldn't blame Chen Hansheng. This is his character. In his opinion, his problems are trivial matters not worth mentioning, but that's fine, he doesn't need to be laughed at.

Wang Zibo was sitting alone in the store. Not long after, the glass door was suddenly pushed open, and two slim figures appeared.

It turned out to be Xiao Rongyu and her roommate Bian Shishi. It was cold outside and both of them were wrapped tightly.

Wang Zibo was crying. He quickly wiped it with his sleeve: Why are you here?

Xiao Rongyu took off his scarf: We can call you. Xiao Chen said something might have happened to you, so let me take a look first.

Where are the others? Wang Zibo asked blankly.

It's on its way too.

Xiao Rongyu pulled up a chair and sat down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, I was rehearsing at the time. He made several calls in a row. You know Xiao Chen's temper. He blamed me for being too slow to answer the phone. What did you do, Zi Bo? What happened?

Actually, it's nothing serious, thank you.

Wang Zibo felt so grateful that he didn't even know what to say.

Why are you so polite? It only takes us 10 minutes to come.

Xiao Rongyu handed over the tissue and motioned to Wang Zibo to wipe his tears.

Jingle Bell.

The PHS phone rang again, and it was his father's call again. Although he had scolded himself for no apparent reason just now, Wang Zibo still answered the call.

that.

My father's voice seemed a little embarrassed: When I just hung up the phone, I thought I heard you crying...

No, it's too cold, I'm sniffing.

Wang Zibo immediately replied that he was embarrassed to let his parents know about his affairs.

Oh, that's good.

My father had never read any books. He had always been very dull in expressing emotions and was not very good at comforting others. He babbled for a long time and said: If something happens, just talk to Chen Hansheng. That boy is thick-skinned and much smarter than you. Follow him. You won’t suffer if you hang around.”

I know, Dad, if it's okay, I'll hang up first.

Ang, um, um, if you have nothing to do, go home and have a look. Your mother made pig skin jelly. This was your favorite when you were a child...

Listening to my father's incompetent comfort, I imagined the scene of my best friend driving over with curses all the way, and Xiao Rongyu, a friend, who put aside rehearsals and came here specifically.

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly felt warm in his heart.

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