Fan Hongchen was playing games, wearing headphones, and the mobile phone was lent out by his cousin in Hong Kong and had not been returned, the girl said that she wanted to borrow the mobile phone to play with Xiaoshu, but Xiaoshu did not go to Hong Kong. It's useless to take my mobile phone, I didn't remember Weizhi's mobile phone number, and the fat man went to Shanghai for a trip again. Fan Hongchen, who couldn't contact Weizhi, had to play QQ games at home. Father Fan was also hospitalized recently because of a severe cold, and he had to go to the hospital to take care of his father during the day, and he had to go to the company with his mother to study. Fan Hongchen is also very busy learning the company's affairs every day. It's not a bad day like this. At least he didn't have to think too much about things, Fan Hongchen didn't think about going to Wei Zhi, he was also calmly thinking about his thoughts.

Why did you call and turn off the phone, Weizhi continued to make a phone call. She began to panic a little, nothing really happened, why didn't she say a word for so many days. Weizhi lay on the bed and thought weakly.

Weizhi kept texting. "Why don't you reply to my message?"

"What the hell is going on" "I'm so worried about you." "Can you call me back?"

"Don't ignore me, or I'll get angry," Weizhi began to hold her phone a little scared. She thought that when she was a child, her mother came out to work, and no matter how she was crying, her mother ignored it and left.

It felt like the sudden news of something close to your love. My chest was tight, and I felt like I was breathing a little hard.

"Why did you leave me so quietly?" Weizhi lay on the bed crying and typed on her phone. But she didn't send it, she had already sent so many messages. If he still had me in his heart, he would definitely be more anxious than me.

Wei Zhi lay silently on the bed with a feeling of heartache, and she thought about what Fan's mother had told her. Thinking about the glasses and what she said, thinking about Jiang Mofang's perfect figure, thinking of Hong Kong where they went together, and thinking that everyone felt that they were a good match, Wei Zhi felt a faint pain in her heart, was this a dream of her own? Even if it's a dream, someone should tell me the end.

Weizhi cried and cried into her dreams: she is mine, haha, you are so dirty, you are so ugly, you are out of town, he is just playing with you. In the dream, Jiang Mofang led the handsome Fan Hongchen and walked forward. Jiang Mofang looked at Wei Zhi with a smile. Haha laughed.

Weizhi was awakened, she took out her phone in anticipation, but there was still no letter to show it. There are still no missed calls. Wei Zhi sent three messages in a row at a speed that she had never done before: "I really miss you. Can you send me a message back?"

"I'm very good at home today, I've got a job. When you get back, I can invite you to watch a movie where I work. ”

"You turned off your phone like that, I really want to see you." As she typed, Vicky burst into tears. After sending the message, Vizhi is still on the phone, and the phone you dialed has been turned off.

"Shiba, why don't you get up to eat yet?" The mother stood at the door and shouted, the child has been in a state of mind for the past few days, and he doesn't know what happened. It's all this today, and it's not up yet.

"I don't want to eat it." Vidge lay weakly on the bed. She called at about 8 o'clock in the morning, and the phone had been connected, but she hung up completely without saying anything. What Vicky feared might be about to happen.

"You open the door first." When my mother heard that something was wrong, she immediately became nervous.