Confess to you in early summer

Zhou Xiaoxiao seemed to sense Yan Wei's hidden aura, and took two steps back carefully, and asked tentatively, "Why don't you call her?"

"Forget it." Yan Wei was discouraged, "If she's busy, don't bother her."

Zhou Xiaoxiao groaned, then went back and sat by the bed with a book to read, chewing potato chips while reading.

After a few minutes, Zhou Xiaoxiao managed to get rid of a large bag of potato chips by herself, threw the bag and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, when she came out, she saw Yan Wei staring at her resentfully.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xiaoxiao leaned her back against the door frame, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Wei: "Lend me your phone."

Tsk, I knew it wouldn't be that simple.

Zhou Xiaoxiao laughed inwardly, took out her phone and handed it over.

Yan Wei got down from the upper bunk, got into the bathroom with her mobile phone, and deliberately closed the glass door.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Wei's figure leaning sideways on the window sill with his head bowed, a strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

In Yan Wei's state, she looks like a little girl in love.

Nonsence.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stopped his wild thoughts in time and snuffed out this weird idea in the cradle.

How could a school bully fall in love early!What's more, the other party is a woman!

Zhou Xiaoxiao fell onto the bed with a thump, and pulled up the quilt to cover her eyes.

Zhou Xiaoxiao’s parents were worried that smartphones would affect their studies, so they used an old version of the push-button phone for Zhou Xiaoxiao, which only had the function of making calls and sending text messages.

Yan Wei has never used this old-fashioned machine, and the operation is a bit jerky. Fortunately, the principles are the same. After a few tries, he understood the key pattern. There is no problem with simple typing, but the speed is a bit slow.

Originally wanted to send a text message, but a text message was deleted, deleted, and changed over and over again, Yan Wei was still dissatisfied, and finally got cruel and dialed the phone.

After beeping a few times, it was connected, and Jiang Youyi's slightly deep voice after being tampered with by electric current came from the opposite side: "Hello?"

Hearing Jiang Youyi's voice on the phone for the first time, Yan Wei's mind went blank, and suddenly there was a thumping sound in his chest, and he couldn't remember a word from the belly draft he had typed earlier.

I have never experienced such tension, and even lost my basic language skills.

Yan Wei didn't expect that the uneasiness came unexpectedly, and the disguise she erected in front of Jiang Youyi was so vulnerable.

The sound of breathing in the receiver was farther away. It should be that Jiang Youyi took the phone away to look at the caller ID, and then her voice came again: "Zhou Xiaoxiao? Is there something wrong?"

"It's me." Yan Wei finally spoke out.

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and the time was stretched, and it was like a heartbeat falling to the ground.

Yan Wei heard Jiang Youyi repeat: "Is there something wrong?"

"Is it okay, can I call you?" Yan Wei adjusted his breathing.

Even she herself didn't realize that her tone of voice was a little coquettish and aggrieved.

There was a rattling sound on the other side, as if something was being placed on the table, and then there was the sound of the door being closed and locked, and then Yan Wei heard the reply: "You can hit it."

The call fell into a brief silence again.

Yan Wei didn't know what to say, and Jiang Youyi had nothing to say, but they didn't want to make the silence more embarrassing, so they said in unison: "You..."

"You speak first."

I don't know if it was Yan Wei's illusion, but she felt that Jiang Youyi's tone of voice was a bit gentle.

The atmosphere was delicate, Yan Wei was leaning against the wall while holding the phone, her heart beating violently.

She took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and lowered her voice involuntarily: "I just want to ask if you're home?"

This sentence is far from her original intention.

"Well, I'm home. Teacher Xu sent me directly to the unit downstairs." Jiang Youyi answered Yan Wei patiently, "And you, are you doing your homework?"

"I have finished writing a set of questions." Yan Wei said.

Jiang Youyi cheered: "That's amazing!"

Yan Wei: "..."

You have to pay by the hour for calling. I don’t know how many minutes a bag of potato chips can be worth.

Yan Wei was still about to say something, but suddenly there was a knock on the door, Jiang Youyi spoke quickly: "I have something to do here, I will reply to your text message later." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.

Yan Wei was stunned when he heard the faster-paced beeping on the phone, it took him a while to recover, and then he covered his face in embarrassment.

The heartbeat is still fast, and it is a feeling of being out of control.

Obviously the other party is only a 17-year-old girl, but she comes from the future seven years later, and her soul is seven years old, Jiang Youyi, why is it so weak to make a phone call?

What is she nervous about?

After returning the phone to Zhou Xiaoxiao, Yan Wei crawled back to the bed and fell into deep thought. Half an hour later, she suddenly asked, "Xiaoxiao, did Jiang Youyi send you a text message?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao picked up the phone and looked at it: "No."

"Oh, thank you." Yan Wei paused for a moment while holding the pen, and added, "If she sends you a message, please let me know."

An hour passed, Yan Wei asked three times, but got the same answer.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was annoyed by her question, so she handed over the phone directly: "Did you have something to do with Jiang Youyi? Why don't you call and ask?"

Yan Weizheng was hesitating whether to follow Zhou Xiaoxiao's suggestion, the phone screen lit up right in front of her eyes, and there was a reminder of a new message.

She took the phone and clicked on the latest unread text message. The sender was indeed Jiang Youyi.

can you come out now

Yan Wei's heart skipped a beat, Jiang Youyi's words were obviously not meant to Zhou Xiaoxiao.She thought of Jiang Youyi's hasty knock on the door before she hung up the phone, and she felt unstoppable panic for no reason.

She clicked on reply and stumbled to type a few words: Where are you now?

Before she could press send, Jiang Youyi's second text message came in: I sent the text message to the wrong person just now, I'm sorry.

How could Jiang Youyi make such a mistake?

Yan Wei didn't reply to the text message anymore, so he just made a phone call.

The beep was picked up before it finished beeping, and Yan Wei asked, "Where are you now?!" Because she was too anxious, she suddenly raised her voice and almost broke the sound, which shocked Zhou Xiaoxiao.

The person on the other side obviously paused, as if he hadn't thought about what to say, he hesitated to answer the phone again, and answered after a few seconds: "At home."

"Fart! Your family drove the car into the living room and honked the horn?! Tell me where you are now!"

Yan Wei aggressively rolled down from the upper bunk, holding the mobile phone in her left hand, and quickly landed on the escalator with her right hand. When Jiang Youyi gave a street name, she hurriedly said: "Wait, I'll find you now! Before I arrive, you Dare to run and see if I don't break your legs!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was terrified by Xueba's frantic expression, and Jiang Youyi, who was on the other side of the phone, was also stunned and didn't dare to say anything.

Yan Wei hung up the phone and stuffed the phone into Zhou Xiaoxiao's arms, took the jacket and some change and ran out, leaving Zhou Xiaoxiao alone in the dormitory messy, dumbfounded.

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