Xiao Ziyue sent a message to Qi Zexi, thinking that he would reply perfunctorily when he woke up at noon, but unfortunately he didn't wait for a long time. She thought he was up late and too late to reply to the message.

In the early hours of the morning, Qi Zexi didn't call her to play games. Xiao Ziyue felt that every minute and second of waiting was very tormented and irritable. She didn't know what she was waiting for for so long, for a reply.

There used to be endless words between the two, and sometimes they couldn't help but send a few more messages after saying goodnight. She said that he would be nervous for a long time when her heart hurts, but now that she asks so many words, he can turn a blind eye for a whole day and even the next day.

If you don't talk about love, you don't even have the most basic respect.

In fact, Xiao Ziyue can guess a rough idea, but she still wants Qi Zexi to admit it in person, so that she can die of this heart. Xiao Ziyue remembered that QQ deleted Qi Zexi once, and he didn't reply to the message, she was worried that something had happened to him. And now, she knows that Qi Zexi not only didn't have an accident, but maybe she was also happy with that third party.

The time of waiting calmed her anger, but her heart became more and more calm as stagnant water.

Xiao Ziyue couldn't sleep at all all night, and in the next day's class, she wasn't sleepy at all, and she didn't listen to a word of the class. Xiao Ziyue was so calm that none of the roommates next to her knew how upside down her heart was. It collapsed so badly that it was as if it was overwhelmed by the heat of the apocalypse, and I couldn't even hear the sound of the collapse.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was still no reply on the mobile phone, and Xiao Ziyue knew that Qi Zexi woke up at this time every day to go to work.

She called Qi Zexi on WeChat, but no one answered. She knew he had done it on purpose, and he was still running away at this point.

She called Qi Zexi's WeChat phone over and over again like crazy. Finally, the call was rejected. Qi Zexi finally stopped pretending to be dead, Xiao Ziyue thought viciously.

"Qi Zexi, are you still alive?" Xiao Ziyue asked with a sneer.

"Don't call, I'll type to you." Qi Zexi replied.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you have such a little responsibility as a man? Xiao Ziyue tapped heavily on the phone screen.

"Do you remember that dream you had?" Qi Zexi asked. "That dream came true."

Xiao Ziyue tried to recall in her mind which dream it was. She remembered, and in that dream, she asked Qi Zexi: "What if your girlfriend knows about the two of us?" But she couldn't understand how that absurd, illogical dream could come true. Two possibilities came to her mind.

"What, did you have a real object but hid it from me, or did you fall in love with someone else? I've already seen that you have a problem, so if you want to say it, just say don't drag it out. Xiao Ziyue asked.

"No, we're engaged."

Xiao Ziyue's heart felt as if she had been suddenly struck by lightning, and the intense pain spread with flames, as if it was about to devour her. Xiao Ziyue suddenly remembered that during the National Day holiday on October 1, he took leave to go shopping and buy a suit, go to the movies and travel, and the family was still inviting guests to dinner.

"It's a few days of National Day, right?"

"Hmm. You're so nice to me, I don't want to hurt you. I don't even know what to do. ”

Xiao Ziyue laughed so much that tears flowed out, she said: "I have already guessed about it, and I know that our relationship will not be able to last." After you told me, I felt a lot better. ”