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As soon as Nalan Yanran finished broadcasting, Xiao Yan's phone rang.

It is no exaggeration to say that he had been waiting for this call for a whole day, but his mood at the moment and Nalan Yanran's mood at the moment had changed.

Because of the fan war tonight, neither of them expected it.

Things in the world are unpredictable, and humans are not gods. Who can predict everything?

"Why are you calling me?"

He was obviously alone in the room, but he still walked to the window, as if hiding for fear of being overheard.

Outside the window is the dark night, the chirping of insects and the summer. When you look up, you can see the stars and the bright moon in the sky.

I'm calling to ask you if you wrote Battle of the Sky

On Nalan Yanran's side, when she picked up the phone, she was still very nervous, and even her fingers were trembling.But after hearing the man's voice, everything returned to calm again.

"what do you say"

Xiao Yan smiled and said: "You already said that in the live broadcast room, and now you come to ask such a question, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

My live broadcast room is to solve troubles, and I am confirming it with you now.

"it's me"

"I wrote it"

The mobile phones of the two suddenly became quiet, with the sound of extremely weak electric current, and the sound of breathing between the two.

Almost at the same time, the sound of the air conditioner in the room of the two of them became louder.

There is a feeling of oppression that makes one unable to breathe.

Okay, I understand, go to bed early and take good care of Jiajia.

Nalan Yanran actually had a lot to say, you heartless man, how did you win over me with your sweet words?

Even if you get divorced, there are still memories.

How could you write me like that? Although in the novel, I am quite beautiful and have a high status, you can't write me like that.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say anything except good night.

"Well, good night."

Xiao Yan also said the same thing.

When the call ended, everything was silent.

Xiao Yan thought that this kind of silence would last for a while, but then his mobile phone communication software rang immediately. When he opened it, he saw that it was none other than Nalan Yanran. However, he was not chatting with Xiao Yan, but Miss Wang. .

This feeling and experience is really strange.

have you slept

This is the colloquial language she is used to, because she always has time to chat with Miss Wang in the middle of the night.

"not yet"

I'm so bored today.

"I was a little busy tonight and didn't watch the live broadcast. What's wrong?"

Xiao Yan didn't want to say that he already knew what happened to her, otherwise there was nothing he could do. After all, they were pretty close now, and it was really unreasonable for Ms. Wang not to take the initiative to ask about such a big thing.

And if he explained that he didn't watch the live broadcast and didn't know the situation, it would be easy to explain.

Don't mention it, I haven't been happier since last night to today, that fucker got out of here with a thousand knives.

Xiao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What's wrong, the one who got stabbed a thousand times was your ex-husband?"

Besides this bastard like him, who else could make me so angry? Nalan Yanran's voice and even her deep breathing.

"I'm a little confused as to what exactly happened."

That guy, I’ve been with him for so long, and he hasn’t even written anything about it. He just got divorced and he wrote it successfully. This is so irritating.

Nalan Yanran began to explain patiently.

"This, isn't this something worth being happy about? Because your daughter is still with him, and he can make money, so your daughter can live a better life."