Song Song has a nervous feeling that he has missed out on hundreds of billions of dollars, you must know Fang Chenchu's net worth, although it is not so brilliant now......

No, this world is different, who knows if Fang Chenchu will be more brilliant than the one she knows about him in that world?

And Song Song never thought of another possibility, such as Fang Chenchu in this world is just an ordinary person, without hundreds of billions of family assets, without his own commercial company, let alone countless fans and rising self-worth.

Because no matter what, in Song Song's eyes, the three words of Fang Chenchu represent an extraordinary and advanced level.

And she herself is not like this.

So when Song Song took the phone and saw the number of fans in the phone, her first reaction was that she was dazzled.

This must be dazzling.

Otherwise, how could you see such a number?

Such a number appears in front of her eyes, but with her avatar and this contrast, it is not scientific, this is too unscientific, how can this be her own account and number of fans.

So Song Song has reason to suspect that this is Fang Chenchu's account, but the relationship with her is really good, so he will use her photos......

No, this reason seems to sound even more uncontrollable, the relationship between herself and Fang Chenchu is so good, hehe, cough cough restraint, she can't swell anymore.

Fang Chenchu looked at Song Song's eyes were glazed, and even his hair was slightly wide, he knew that this person couldn't believe the number of her fans, this was really not remembering anything.

He pretended not to see it, and directly swiped through this interface, clicked on the private message interface and comment area, full of red dots and bursting proofs of messages.

In fact, he will click on the clearing on a regular basis, but I don't know what's going on, these fans' own enthusiasm has not cooled down, and they have brought more people to pay attention to Song Song, which directly led to a wave of fans starting from Song Song, Song Song is the kind that has never been released in the dynamics, and as a result, those people don't feel bored, but feel that they are so single-minded.

It's as if this is a unique proof of one's nobility, and fans who introduce themselves as Song Song feel that their style is very high-end.

Fang Chenchu didn't understand it very well, but thinking that if Song Song knew that he was so charming, he would be in a coma, and he would be able to increase his fans without new news, photos and new trends for two years, so he would probably be very happy.

So he didn't say much, just logged in to Song Song's account every day, so as not to find the account after a long time.

"Would you like to send something?" Fang Chenchu deliberately proposed like this, just to see Song Song's reaction or something, such as being weak and unable to speak, all kinds of refusals, and he would say a few more words when the time came.

However, Fang Chenchu was just thinking about how he would help Song Song find an excuse for a while, when he saw that the eyes of the person who had been looking erratic instantly dilated, as if he was still ...... Brightened up a lot?

Nonsense, Song Song now feels that he is having another dream, her boyfriend is Fang Chenchu, and she also washes her hands and makes chicken soup, and she cares about her very much, and even she is not an ordinary little transparent, and the fans of any account are almost seven figures.

What does this mean?

This is the moment when I turn over and go against the sky!

She dreamed that she could become such a person, and when the time came, she could post a punctuation mark casually and be on the hot search.

At this time, it stands to reason that the scum wave is already very popular, right?

So I'm also a relatively famous little pink?

Every time except for April Fool's Day, she has never seen a moment when she can have a place on the scum waves.

Think about it, my account has been used for the same many years, and there are at least thousands of friends and fans around me, although it is nothing, but how can it be better than her only one hundred and forty-seven fans, and they are all strange people who come to each other, right?

Who would have imagined that she Song Song would one day be able to take a leap from a small transparency of one hundred and forty-seven fans to a sense of existence of nearly seven figures!

Seven figures......

Song Song was so moved that she was about to cry, and at this time she was given a chance to use this account to post her own news, no, she was really going to cry.

No!

Before crying, she still has to send out this dynamic first.

So Song Song flicked the hair on the side of his cheek very restrainedly, and after pinching it behind his ear, he couldn't hold back his excitement, "What should I send better?" ”

“……”

Fang Chenchu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Song Song to really want to send it, is this so bold?

He didn't even know what to say for a while, this was not within the scope of his plan that he had been nervous about all day, shouldn't Song Song have lost his memory and didn't dare to tell him for fear of revealing himself?

Outcome...... Now what's going on?

What is this going on, of course, Song Song is too bold.

Song Song couldn't remember anything else, he was full of imagining the photo of Fang Chenchu with himself, as well as the number of fans, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he almost covered his mouth and laughed a few times openly.

What can Fang Chenchu say, she can post it if she wants, anyway, she can send anything.

Song Song is now holding his mobile phone, full of hesitation, for a while he feels that he should post a photo of himself, and for a while he feels that he should post a personalized text or emoji that can show his own characteristics, but in the end, he has more thoughts than the other, so he looked at Fang Chenchu expectantly and shyly, "Can I send a photo of the two of us?" ”

Song Song felt itchy when she thought of the group photo she saw in Song Guangyang just now, although she was also in the photo, but she didn't have the memory of that time, and she still wanted to take another one by herself.

The real photo of her and Fang Chenchu is what happened in the future, and it is very face-saving to say it.

Fang Chenchu was stunned for a moment, just a pause for that second, and then nodded.

He sat beside Song Song with his mobile phone, and before taking a selfie, he was very considerate to help Song Song tidy up her collar and hair, the movement was so gentle that Song Song couldn't resist, and he almost raised his hand with tears in his eyes to prove that he was really conscious.

Song Song was still wearing a hospital gown that she had just put on, with blue and white vertical stripes, which looked unspeakably ugly, especially the pale and bloodless face she was now, and her thin cheeks were a little sunken, and it was really a bit cruel to be in the same frame as Fang Chenchu.

But Fang Chenchu's eyes were shining, it was the first time in two years that he had appeared in such a relaxed and natural state, not to mention that the corners of his mouth still had a hint of upward arc.

He was really happy, happy that Song Song woke up, even if he forgot about him and their past.