I felt an inexplicable sense of joy at this remark, and my instinct told me that this person might be him, who had texted me from an unknown number more than once, and that tone was very similar to his. However, thinking of all the bad things he did to me, I thought that it would not be him, how could he do such a boring thing to me?

"Where's the mystery?" I was intrigued, and I couldn't help but text him back and forth.

"I can drift into your heart, do you believe it?" He quickly replied again. This reply made me instinctively disappointed, and I thought it might be just a man who was lonely at midnight and relieved his loneliness by texting strangers.

"Wash and sleep, sister is not the object you can harass." I replied to a message in frustration, then I muted my phone and tossed it aside, picked up the book and began to read it seriously.

I watched for about an hour before I felt tired, so I put down my book and lay down on the covers, picked up my phone and looked at it, and found that there were several more text messages in it.

"Emotionally wounded? Talking so much. ”

probably saw that I didn't reply, and then continued to post several times:

"Asleep? I slept too. ”

"I can't sleep, are you really asleep?"

"Hey."

"Okay. Never mind. ”

I was amused by the barrage of self-talking, and suddenly I felt that the stranger on the other end of the phone was quite amused. Moreover, I have a gut feeling that he seems to know me.

So, the slightest curiosity in my heart forced me to reply with another text message: "No, I was just reading a book." ”

I thought he should have fallen asleep, but I didn't expect him to reply to me in seconds, with only an inexplicable word: "Hmph." ”

I couldn't laugh or cry, so you talked to him back and forth for a while:

"Huh? Who are you? ”

"Why read books? Didn't I text you and didn't see it? ”

"You're so weird, I don't know you, why do I want to reply to you."

"Why don't you reply? If you give me a reason, I'll hear it. ”

"If you don't say who you are, I'll just throw it off the blacklist."

"You dare!"

"It's up to you to see if I dare."

This kind of conversation made me feel an inexplicable trance, and I felt that the tone of this mysterious man was very similar to that of him in the past. Is it really ...... No, how could it be, he was so proud and so arrogant, how could he send me a text message in the middle of the night? I'm worrying too much!

My tone was stiff, and I obviously felt that he had softened a lot, and he seemed to be afraid that I would really block it, and the speed of replying to the message amazed me:

"No."

"Give a reason."

"Block me, you'll regret it."

"Why?"

"Because I'm handsome."

I cried and laughed even more, and I said, "Hey, can you not be narcissistic?" Especially in front of a stranger! ”

"No, I'm just handsome."

"Okay, that handsome guy, I'm sleeping, you slowly pick up the girl."

"You're asleep, how can I soak it?"

"I don't need you to soak, go find someone else."

"I just want to soak you."

At this point, the frivolity in this discourse made me feel a little angry. No, this shouldn't be Jin Yan, he won't talk like that. But...... When Jin Yanzhen **, what he said was quite out of line, so I was a little unconvinced.

I didn't reply to him again, I thought about it for a while and then fell asleep, and when I woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

As soon as I got up in the morning, Han Xiaoshui complained in the bed next to me: "Rushu, can you mute your sleep in the future?" Early in the morning, my phone kept ringing, so much so that I always thought it was a leaking bathroom pipe. ”

The ringtone of my phone is the sound of water droplets, and I accidentally turned on the mute before going to bed last night, and I slept so hard that I didn't hear it.

"I don't know who it is, but it's really strange to text me." I sat up and stretched, muttering.

"Really? Show me. Have you had peach blossom luck lately? Han Xiaoshui became energetic when he heard this, and shouted for me to hand her the phone.

Yang Mei in the dormitory had already gone to the library to read books at this time, Han Xiaoshui said that Liao Xiaozhong and a few girls went shopping, and only me and Han Xiaoshui were left in the dormitory.

I hurriedly skimmed through the information before handing it to Han Xiaoshui, I sent four or five messages after I slept last night, and five or six more in the morning, but the content was not nutritious, and he didn't reveal who he was, and his tone always had a childish tone, very much like someone who knew and was familiar with me.

But no one I know who is close to me would send me such a text message. I handed the phone to Han Xiaoshui, and after Han Xiaoshui read it, he threw the phone to me with a disappointed face, and then said: "What is this, even who he is, he goes around in circles, this kind of man still wants to pick up girls!" You, don't bother with it! In our northeast, such a man will have to be found out and beaten sooner or later! ”

Han Xiaoshui likes to talk about "in our Northeast" when she speaks, and she often talks about the interesting things she went to school in the dormitory, which makes us sigh for a while.

When I heard her say this, I immediately felt that maybe I was thinking too much, so I didn't reply to the text message at all, and after washing up, I went downstairs with Han Xiaoshui and went to the cafeteria together.

It's really weird, after last night's "public relations", we met a few girls on the road today, and they were very polite to us. Usually when I go to the cafeteria, except for my roommate, who is willing to be next to me, everyone who knows who I am avoid me like a plague, and even if they sit near me, they will deliberately whisper and point fingers.

But today, a girl was also at the party last night, and she happened to meet in the cafeteria today, she sat with us and stretched out her hand to me with a smile: "You are Pan Rushu, right?" I am Fu Jie, the head of the propaganda department of our school's student union, and it is a pleasure to meet you. ”

I remember her, she was the second to reach for the cake, and it was because she took it that the girls crowded around her.

"Hello." I smiled faintly.

"You can call me senior sister, are you interested in joining our propaganda department? I'm going to do an internship out of campus in one year, and I'm majoring in architectural design. "This girl named Fu Jie showed unprecedented enthusiasm for me.

When I heard about her major, I suddenly understood why she showed such a passion for me.

So, we chatted happily over dinner, and at her repeated invitations, I agreed to write an application. She was very happy when she heard this, first hinting to me that she would find a way to train me to take her place when the time came, and then she began to inquire about Xingfeng sideways, and she took the initiative to confess her admiration for Xingfeng, but then said that she wanted to be friends with me.

When he walked out of the cafeteria after a meal, Han Xiaoshui exhaled a long breath and said, "Oh my God, society is so dark. ”

I was amused by her words, and I said, "Maybe there is no pure land anywhere, and it's the same on campus." ”

"But I can understand her, after all, your brother's company is one of the best in the field of construction in H City. And most importantly, your brother is still unmarried, haha. Han Xiaoshui's eyes couldn't help but reveal envy, "Fu Jie is very beautiful, no wonder he can be the head of the Propaganda Department." ”

"I seem to have heard her speech before, she is a character like a goddess of literature and art in school, right?" I asked Han Xiaoshui with a smile.

Han Xiaoshui nodded and said, "Yes, she can have relationships, and she has a good relationship with many people." By the way, I heard that she liked Xu Song, but Xu Song was snatched away by your sister. However, she was best friends with your sister before, and now she still has a good relationship on the surface, probably because Xu Song is the president of the student union! I heard that she has a hard disagreement with your sister behind her back! ”

"Where did you get so much gossip news! I'm sorry for you! It's just PHS! I couldn't help but quip.

Han Xiaoshui laughed embarrassedly, stood on tiptoe and turned around lightly twice, and then said, "That's a must!" Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles! To tell you the truth, my goal is to replace your sister and succeed in the promotion to the Minister of Culture and Art in the next year! Ha ha! ”

She said innocently and made me laugh so badly that she pulled me aside, and she said, "Xiaoshu, in the future, I may ostensibly become best friends with your sister, because I have to please her." But don't worry, my heart still belongs to you, and you will be a spy for me, will you blame me? ”

"You've officially joined the Ministry of Literature and Art?" I asked, confused.

Han Xiaoshui nodded, glanced at me apprehensively, and then said, "I was notified just in the morning, and I originally said that there were other candidates, but today I was suddenly notified that I could be an intern officer first." Hey, I was the minister of literature and art in high school, and I suffered a bit from the beginning, but it's okay, I'll work hard. ”

"Then I congratulate you." I said with a smile.

"You're not mad at me, are you? I'm going to get close to your sister in the future, I know that you have a deep relationship with her, but I really love to dance, and all the people in the school who dance stick have a good relationship with her......" Han Xiaoshui explained while looking at me with a weak heart.

"I can understand, silly girl, I blame you for what you do. I'm already grateful that you helped me like that last night. I touched her head, and when she saw that I really didn't mind, she stuck out her tongue and laughed.

It seems that I really can't be calm in the future, I thought silently in my heart. Han Xiaoshui happily said goodbye to me and went to report to the Ministry of Literature and Art, I was bored for a while, so I went to the library to read books.

Another week passed, and the mysterious man still sent me a message or two in the middle of the night, and the tone was still as painless. I never replied, and he didn't seem to mind, but he still sent me a message or two from time to time, which made me scratch my head.