Pit Text Recovery System [Quick Transmigration]

Zhong Xibai stared steadily at the road leading to the gate outside the window, as if expecting that figure to appear within his field of vision.He didn't know if the person he was waiting for would come back, but it seemed that all he could do was wait.

Zhong Xibai tightened his grip on the curtain, he turned around suddenly, walked quickly to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out the mobile phone inside.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Zhong Xibai touched the power button and turned on the mobile phone he used occasionally. After the screen lit up with a white light, the main screen was finally displayed. The pictures set on the main screen were of Mr. Zhong and him selfie.

Zhong Xibai stared at the main screen in a daze.

The mobile phone is not of much use to Zhong Xibai who has enclosed himself in a small world, but Zhong Sanye will still give him the hottest and latest mobile phone on the market every year, although every year the new mobile phone has all the functions. Pretty much the same, but every time Zhong Sanye handed over the mobile phone to Zhong Xibai, he would demonstrate how to use it in front of him. In addition to the most basic calls and function settings, it also includes some popular software commonly used by ordinary people. For example, some social software that everyone is using and popular games that young people like to play.

Although Zhong Sanye very much hoped that Zhong Xibai could call him, he also wanted to use this to allow Zhong Xibai to have more contact with the outside world. Maybe this way he could let go of himself more and set their photos as The main screen is naturally out of Mr. Zhong's little selfishness.

However, Zhong Xibai did not use the mobile phone much after he got it, as if he was not very interested in the electronic products that this young man was addicted to. Photos are up.

Yes, in Zhong Sanye's little private heart, there are many selfies of Zhong Sanye's handsome selfies in his mobile phone.He didn't know if Zhong Xibai would be included in the photo album one day, but this didn't affect him storing his photos in Zhong Xibai's hands, imagining that one day Zhong Xibai would be fascinated by his handsomeness .

Perhaps Zhong Sanye himself did not expect that the photos he stored became Zhong Xibai's only use of the phone. Occasionally, when he turned on the phone, he would look through the photos that he had seen countless times. There is Zhong Sanye's phone number, but he has never dialed it. As for the software that people of his age are basically using, Zhong Xibai is even more dismissive.

His world is as good as it is, and there is no need to change it.

The originally lit screen of the phone went dark again, and Zhong Xibai clicked on it with his hand again, only staring at the main screen in a daze.

Zhong Xibai actually didn't know what he was doing with the phone, because Zhong Xibai, who didn't use the phone very much, didn't have the concept of actively contacting the other party, so up to now, he was actually confused in his heart, but he was still instinctively in a daze He continued to wait, subconsciously hoping that the person he wanted could reach him through his mobile phone.

It's just that he obviously forgot the current time. It looks like five or six o'clock in the morning. Although the sky is already white at this time, most people are still asleep. Even if the other party wants to call him, they really take him to heart. How could the people on the Internet choose this time to disturb his sleep and disturb his sleep.

Moreover, leaving aside the time point, under what circumstances would ordinary people call a number that is not very active?So Zhong Xibai's hope will eventually come to nothing.

There was a knock on the door, indicating that it was time for breakfast.

Zhong Xibai felt a little restless in his heart, but remembering that there were still people waiting for him below, he put the phone back in the drawer again, and then went to wash and get dressed.

It wasn't until the knock on the door sounded for the third time that Zhong Xibai opened the door and walked out. The person standing outside the door was not the old housekeeper, but a nanny who had worked in their house all year round.

The nanny obviously also knew about Zhong Xibai's situation, so when she saw Zhong Xibai open the door, she quickly backed away to avoid getting too close to him.

Zhong Xibai didn't pay attention to the nanny, he went out and went downstairs.

"What's going on with the third child?"

"Last night, the secretary of the third master called back, saying that the third master was drunk and stayed in the hotel."

Hearing them talking about Mr. Zhong, Zhong Xibai's pace quickened slightly.

"So what are these pictures?"

"I have already called the secretary and he said that the one in the photo is a young star who has become popular recently. The alcohol he drank that day was a bit high, and the third master stayed in the hotel when he was drunk. After shaking for a while, the little star who happened to brush against them supported the third master. Although the not very close third master stood firm and pushed him away, he was still photographed. As for the little star behind The photo of entering the room with them is also because the little star was worried about the third master, so he followed him, because the little star helped the third master before, so he didn't refuse the other party, because the little star only recently became popular Yes, so the secretary who only pays attention to the entertainment industry does not know that he is a star, and, in fact, the little star just sent the third master to the door, and did not follow into the room."

The old butler told Mr. Zhong everything he had received from the secretary.

"Then who posted these photos?"

"These photos were said to be taken by fans of this little star, and were later forwarded collectively by marketing accounts and added topics, but within two hours they were topped as hot topics. These marketing accounts are generally people who catch rumors and spread rumors, and most of them They are all driven by profit, so this incident does not rule out the possibility of being calculated by others, but according to the topic, it should be targeted at this little star. Although the third master himself does not care about the scandal related to him, after all, this The matter involves the third master, so the secretary is already dealing with it. "

Master Zhong snorted inexplicably.

The old housekeeper who has lived with Mr. Zhong for most of his life changed his mind when he heard this snort, and immediately understood what Mr. Zhong really cared about, and couldn't help laughing: "The secretary said, although the third master was a little drunk yesterday, but now There's nothing serious about it."

"I don't know how to call back." Mr. Zhong said dissatisfied.

The old butler didn't answer.

"That child has been unable to drink since he was a child, but now that he has learned how to drink, he doesn't know how powerful he is, and he drank so much that he couldn't even go home!"

At this time, Zhong Xibai, who had already walked to the dining table, looked at the tablet placed on the table, and a group of entertainment topics and photos related to Mr. Zhong fell into his eyes.

#When the popular male star entered the hotel room with the man, the behavior was intimate, suspected to be out of the closet#

There are three people in the photo. Although the photo is a little blurry because of the distance, most of the little star’s face can still be seen vaguely. The problem is that the angle makes their poses look extraordinarily intimate. It also looks a bit ambiguous under the light.

For ordinary people, the first thing they see is a young man who is active in the entertainment industry, but for Zhong Xibai, he immediately recognizes that the person the young man is supporting is indeed his uncle.

Moreover, there is a photo of them standing in front of the room in this group of photos. Maybe this photo happened to be the photo when the young man sent people into the room, so there are only young people and Mr. Zhong who is about to enter the room in the photo, because The misleading title, coupled with inertial thinking, almost everyone thought they would enter the room together, and the other person who appeared in other photos before was ignored by the public, and misunderstandings were caused.

For some reason, Zhong Xibai was inexplicably flustered when he saw this group of photos, as if something had started, but he couldn't stop it.

After seeing Zhong Xibai coming over, Mr. Zhong kept looking at the tablet on the table, and suddenly realized that he was concerned about his uncle, so he couldn't help but feel relieved, "Don't worry, your uncle is fine, he will be back today .”

"Let's eat first." Mr. Zhong locked the screen and handed the tablet to the old housekeeper.

Zhong Xibai sat down and took two bites before going upstairs.

Seeing that there was still a lot of rice left in Zhong Xi's white bowl, Mr. Zhong frowned.

The old housekeeper said from the side: "It's probably because the third master is not here, so I don't have much appetite."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhong felt a little strange in his heart, and finally shook his head and sighed.

After going upstairs, Zhong Xibai took out his mobile phone from the drawer, and based on the memory that Mr. Zhong taught him before, he fumbled into the social software and found topics related to Mr. Zhong.

Seeing these photos again, Zhong Xibai felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if important things were destined to leave him. He didn't know why he felt this way, but this feeling But it made his eyes sore.

Slowly, the picture on the phone also became hazy in Zhong Xibai's eyes...

Zhong Xibai wiped his eyes, exited from the software, then clicked on the address book, looked at the first contact in the address book, hovered his fingers over this contact, hesitated for a moment, Zhong Xibai Still pressing his finger down, the phone was dialed.

Zhong Xibai bit his lip, slowly moved the phone to his ear, and unconsciously held it tightly with the other hand, clearly showing the tension and anxiety in his heart at the moment.

After a few calls, the phone was finally connected, and then Zhong Sanye's uncertain voice came out from the phone, "Xiaoxi?"

When Zhong Xibai heard the voice inside, his heart felt sour again, and his eyes turned red. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Xiaoxi? It's you, right? You're calling me?" Mr. Zhong's tone on the phone became serious and urgent.

Zhong Xibai's clenched fists slowly loosened with the voice of Mr. Zhong, and then his fingers began to unconsciously buckle the bed under him. He opened his mouth again, desperately mustering the courage to make the words in his heart Breaking through the throat, "Uncle..."

quiet……

"Uncle, I miss you..."