Tang Sinian hung up the phone, looking at the white landline in his hand and couldn't figure it out.

Why should I promise them this?

Does this matter have anything to do with me?

What kind of mentally retarded am I, and I told them in person that I am Song Ci's younger brother?

Tang Si began to doubt life, shouldn't Song Ci be a younger brother?

He shook his head and sighed. Even if there were thousands of people who were unwilling, Tang Sinian also agreed to them personally.

As a good young man who respects the core values of socialism in the new century, he should adhere to the spirit of the fine traditional Chinese tradition of not being able to say what he says and not believing in it, but should spit on one nail at a time.

Tang Sinian put down the landline in his hand and looked upstairs, but there was no movement.

He walked up the stairs to the third floor.

The first room on the left side of the stairs is Song Ci's room.

may be because Song Ci was too impressed by the teacher's admission to the hospital before, and he was more or less a little angry.

Tang Sinian raised his hand, hesitating to knock.

knock, it's yourself who dies.

If you don't knock, you don't believe your word.

I thought about it eight hundred times in my heart, and even resorted to the childish means of ordering soldiers.

Finally, I finally made up my mind and knocked!

Tang Sinian gritted his teeth and had the posture of a strong man going to death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

He slammed the door.

There was no reaction in the house...

He knocked again.

There was still no response in the house...

This was repeated several times, and there was not even any movement in the room. If it weren't for looking at Song Cijin's room yesterday, Tang Sinian would have wondered if there was no one here.

Downian turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.

Song Ci's room was like night, with only a thin ray of daylight shining through the gap in the curtains.

Tang Sinian walked in lightly like a thief, and when he saw the curtains blown up by the wind, he glanced at Song Ci who was sleeping.

He took a look, a look, and finally made his way to the window.

Tang Sinian gently opened the curtain a small crack with his hand movements, and in this process, he kept paying attention to Song Ci's reaction, for fear that Song Ci would wake up if he made a big move.

Then, it's over! Tang Sinian hung up the phone, looking at the white landline in his hand and couldn't figure it out.

Why should I promise them this?

Does this matter have anything to do with me?

What kind of mentally retarded am I, and I told them in person that I am Song Ci's younger brother?

Tang Si began to doubt life, shouldn't Song Ci be a younger brother?

He shook his head and sighed. Even if there were thousands of people who were unwilling, Tang Sinian also agreed to them personally.

As a good young man who respects the core values of socialism in the new century, he should adhere to the spirit of the fine traditional Chinese tradition of not being able to say what he says and not believing in it, but should spit on one nail at a time.

Tang Sinian put down the landline in his hand and looked upstairs, but there was no movement.

He walked up the stairs to the third floor.

The first room on the left side of the stairs is Song Ci's room.

may be because Song Ci was too impressed by the teacher's admission to the hospital before, and he was more or less a little angry.

Tang Sinian raised his hand, hesitating to knock.

knock, it's yourself who dies.

If you don't knock, you don't believe your word.

I thought about it eight hundred times in my heart, and even resorted to the childish means of ordering soldiers.

Finally, I finally made up my mind and knocked!

Tang Sinian gritted his teeth and had the posture of a strong man going to death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

He slammed the door.

There was no reaction in the house...

He knocked again.

There was still no response in the house...