The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

As soon as Sang Zhaoguang sent the message, Lin later called him on WeChat.

Seeing the picture of the caller on it, he hesitated for a while, but chose to answer it, picked up the hearing aid and put it on.

"Hello, Sang Zhaoguang." Lin Wan Nian saw the call and took the initiative to speak.

"Well, I'm here."

Lin was lying on the bed in his later years, twirling his hair with his fingertips: "I have already found a house. You can move to a new residence with me tomorrow."

"Okay, maybe we won't move out until this afternoon, and the boss doesn't know about it yet."

"Well, tell me after you have settled your matter, and I will go find you then."

"Row."

After talking about this, the two of them didn't know what to say for a while.

Sang Zhaoguang clutched his cell phone tightly. In fact, he wanted to hear more about Lin's voice in his later years, but he didn't know what to say. He kept thinking about what topics to talk about.

"Then it's settled, bye."

"Night……"

Just as Sang Zhaoguang was about to stop him, Lin Wannian had already hung up the phone.

He looked at the [Call Ended] on WeChat and shrugged his shoulders, staring blankly at the screen.

After about ten minutes, I put down my phone and looked up at the night outside the window.

the next day.

In his later years, Lin checked the data of several platforms. The number of likes for a video posted on Kuaishou suddenly increased to several hundred, and the number of fans was more than 50. There were comments and private messages asking for contact information.

Except for a few who said that he ate deliciously and recommended a few dishes, the rest who asked for his contact information were all interested in his face.

Lin sighed in his later years. Sometimes he had to admit that appearance is a subjective impression. If he wanted to develop in the long run, he had to grasp this and get a handful of fans first.

in the afternoon.

In his later years, Lin received a call from Sang Zhaoguang and finished cleaning up.

He looked at several bags of luggage and wanted to move them downstairs: "Sang Zhaoguang, can you come over and help me move my luggage? When I get to your place, I will help you move it too."

"can."

Sang Zhaoguang agreed without hesitation.

After Sang Zhaoguang hung up the phone, he walked down and borrowed a car. He lived opposite the school. The road was a two-way street with only a narrow road in the middle.

There is a certain amount of traffic at this time.

He was riding his bicycle waiting for the traffic light. When the light turned green, he was about to twist the handlebar.

At this time, a person suddenly ran into his driving route. He quickly changed direction with his hands and eyes, and his body was unsteady. The hearing aid in his ear fell off, hit the cement road, and cracked.

The moment the hearing aid comes off, the surrounding sounds disappear instantly.

His hearing failed.

Sang Zhaoguang stopped the car, quickly picked up the hearing aid that cracked in half, looked up at the flashing green light, and drove over quickly.

Without sound, it seems that the ability to understand people has been lost.

Sang Zhaoguang narrowed his eyes, looked at the broken hearing aid in his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, held the handle of the bike tightly, and rode towards the dormitory building where Lin lived in his later years.

He parked the car and followed the students in the dormitory inside.

He had just graduated, was twenty-one years old, and still had a young face.

When Lin was waiting for Sang Zhaoguang to come over in his later years, he played a game.

The dormitory door was open. As soon as Sang Zhaoguang walked to Lin's dormitory, he saw the young man looking at his mobile phone with his legs crossed. He opened his mouth: "In his later years."

Hearing someone calling him, Lin later looked up at the door and saw Sang Zhaoguang: "You're here."

However, Sang Zhaoguang did not respond. Instead, he looked at himself, pointed his index finger at his ear, and waved his hand.

This operation confused Lin in his later years, [Dahuang, what happened to him? 】

[Deaf. 】077 answer.