Chapter Twenty-Seven: Seeing the Light and Dying
When Li Tao was still strange, Wen Feng had already dialed Lin Yuhan's home phone.
"Beep~~~Toot~~~" After two sounds, the voice of a woman in her forties came.
"Hey~~"
"Auntie, I'm Wen Feng, is Yuhan here?"
"Wen Feng, Yuhan is here, you wait. ”
"Thank you, Auntie. ”
Soon a delicate voice came: "Hey~~"
"Yuhan, it's me, is it convenient for you to speak now?"
"It's fine. ”
"Oh, then I say you listen, if yes, you just say, no, okay?"
"Hmm. ”
"I heard Li Tao say that you are out of school today, who is that boy? ”
"Nasty, no!"
"Isn't he interested in you?"
"Hmm!"
"And what about you?"
"Nope!"
"Then I heard Li Tao say that you two are talking and laughing?"
"No, there isn't. ”
Wen Feng heard that she was inconvenient to speak, so he said, "Okay, it's okay." ”
"That's it?"
"Yes. ”
"Oh, wait a minute. ”
"How?"
Lin Yuhan whispered: "The night after tomorrow is the millennium, how do you spend it?"
Wen Feng thought that the date with Yang Lu had been canceled like this, and he had nothing to do, so he said casually: "It should be with Song Jianhui and them." ”
"Oh, can I go to you?"
"Huh, your mother will let you out?"
"My mom let me. ”
"Won't it?"
"Really. ”
Lin Yuhan's mother took the phone and said, "Wen Feng, Yuhan has been studying lately, I want her to go out for a day of relaxation, she goes out with you, I am more relieved." ”
"Auntie, okay!"
"Now you can take me out to play, right?" Lin Yuhan said with a smile when he answered the phone.
"Okay, okay, your mother has spoken, do I dare not listen?"
"Then I'll finish my homework the day after tomorrow and wait for your call?"
"That's it. ”
After talking on the phone, Wen Feng glanced at Li Tao, who was grinning next to him, and said, "Now you're satisfied." ”
Li Tao walked over, put his hand on Wen Feng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "This is a brother." After speaking, the other hand grabbed Wen Feng's left hand and stroked it.
"Get out~~" Wen Feng threw his hand, quickly stood up and continued to scold: "Why did you make this stinky mistake again?"
"What is a stinky problem, others want me to touch it, but I don't touch it yet. ”
"You can pull it, you touch whoever you like, don't touch me anyway, I can't stand it when I think about it. Wen Feng shuddered and said.
"Cut! Then you can rest assured that you can go on a date with your silly girl, and I will take care of Yuhan's safety, and make sure that I will take her to play happily the day after tomorrow and send her home safely." Li Tao patted his chest and said.
"I'm not worried about leaving it to you, I won't go the day after tomorrow. Wen Feng gave him a blank look and said.
"Damn, you don't believe me like that!" Li Tao shouted.
"Quietly. Wen Feng sighed and said with a bitter face: "Hey, my date with her is in vain." He told Li Tao about Yang Lu going home for New Year's Day.
Li Tao thought for a while and said, "It can't be that this stupid girl is afraid to hide when she sees you, right?"
"Maybe, but to be honest, I'm scared to meet, and when she told me I couldn't come, I was disappointed, but I seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. Wen Feng looked at the table lamp with his eyes and said in a daze.
"I've heard others say that netizens are dying of light, and I don't think you two are very reliable in this matter. Li Tao said contemplatively.
"Maybe she and I weren't ready. ”
At that time, online chat was just emerging, what photos, videos, these were simply a fantasy, and the mobile phone was just a communication tool, and there was no use for anything other than making calls. Although the Internet connects many people together, but they are only seeing their words and not seeing their people, chatting happily on the appointment, usually the vast majority of people are based on appearance, regardless of men and women imagine each other too beautiful, as a result of meeting and found that the difference between the imagination and the heart is too far away, so after meeting is not in contact, commonly known as seeing the light to die, sometimes you see him (she) is good, but he (she) may not look down on you.
Wen Feng was still a little confident in his appearance, but he couldn't imagine whether Yang Lu's appearance could be accepted by him.
Two nights passed in the blink of an eye, for Wen Feng, who was not accompanied by Yang Lu, the time was not so smooth, he had long been accustomed to having someone to accompany him, and he checked every night to see if Yang Lu had replied to his email, but no.