Rong slid his fingers across the screen and read the text messages that Chen Aiqing scolded him one by one.

Unexpectedly, after four years, the little ghost's mouth slipped to a new height.

However, lonely and infertile?

Seeing such words, Rong Yi raised his eyebrows.

Is it so ruthless?

But forget it, as long as she is happy, she can scold her, even if she is scolded as a funeral object.

Seeing that the time at the top of the phone was approaching midnight, Rong Yi unplugged the charger, leaned back against the desk, and began to type.

When the time jumped to 0:00, he sent the four text messages on time.

"Angry?"

"The days have to pass, I've been very busy lately, and I haven't rested."

"Don't be angry."

"A little bit of optimism, and a little less wrinkles."

At first glance, these are the four sentences that make the little ghost's irritability go to the next level, but if you change the angle, connect the first words of the four text messages......

Happy birthday.

April 19th, her birthday.

Rong Yi never thought that four years ago, at the door of the library, he would remember the birth date of a person who had nothing to do with him so clearly.

And with such a note, it will be remembered for a lifetime.

Staring at the phone screen, his gaze gradually drifted.

Speaking of which, four years ago, on April 19, he should have been the first person to say "Happy Birthday" to her.

……

Rong Yi, who was accosted by people since he was a child, didn't take the matter at the door of the library to heart at all.

In his opinion, no matter what the little ghost said is true or not, even if it is true, he has no interest in being a model.

can make an exception and talk so much nonsense with her, but it's just for the sake of the little ghost's good looks.

In fact, it's not very appropriate to call her a little ghost.

After all, the little girl is not short, and her appearance is stunning, not sweet.

But inexplicably, he just wanted to call her that.

The little ghost head seems to be a ghost spirit that will never grow up.

I think so, but in the end, the two will meet in Pingshui, not to mention the next time they meet, it is still a question of whether they can meet in the future.

Realizing this, Rong Wei didn't think much about it, and after leaving the library, he went back to the apartment where he was temporarily staying to pack his things.

The landlord is an old couple who have retired, just because their son is going to marry a wife after a while, and the money is not enough, so they plan to sell this apartment.

Rong Yi himself is not from City B, and he will return to City S after graduating from graduate school, so there is no need to buy a house here.

When he learned of the situation, he immediately said that he could understand it and began to look for another place to live.

After contacting the agent several times, I finally found a place.

Although it is a little far from my school, it is better to be quiet, and the green environment is also good, so it is not a problem to live until graduation.

After packing up my things, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and it was getting dark.

Thinking that there was still a paper to be done, Rong Yi opened his laptop.

After typing a few words, the lights in the living room suddenly went out, and the surroundings instantly became dark.

This area also belongs to the old-fashioned community, the sound insulation effect is not very good, and soon, he heard the neighbors around him coaxing out of the door, chattering, why the power is out.

Blackout?

Is it equivalent to not being able to access the Internet?

So why are you staying here all night?

Big eyes staring at small eyes, there are only big eyes, no small eyes.