In the dark dormitory, the rest of the roommates were already asleep.

Han Yixiao stared at the dark ceiling for a long time before silently taking the phone off his ear.

She really wanted to send Zhang Cheng a few more messages, and she wanted to beg him not to do this, but she held her mobile phone and looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't type a word.

…

When I arrived in Shanghai, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.

When he got off the plane, Zhang Cheng felt that the mobile phone in his pocket was vibrating, and he was carrying things in both hands, because there were people behind him, so he didn't stop to answer the phone, but went all the way forward with the flow of people.

After entering the airport, Zhang Cheng found that the mobile phone in his pocket was not responding, and knew that it was not an important matter, so he went directly to the waiting area.

Sitting in the taxi, Zhang Cheng told the driver the name of the hotel he was going to, while taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, when he saw the caller's name, his expression was slightly stunned, and after a while, he unlocked the screen and clicked into the mobile phone homepage.

At the text message, there are many unread messages, and after clicking in, they are all sent by her......

Zhang Cheng read the messages one after another, and when he saw the end, the corners of his lips couldn't help but tense, he held the fingertips of the mobile phone, a little hesitant, several times as if he wanted to point on the screen, but every time he took it back, until the phone popped up a reminder of low battery, Zhang Cheng came back to his senses, pressed the lock screen button, as if he didn't see those text messages, and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

Arriving at the hotel and checking in, Zhang Cheng took a shower and lay on the bed at one o'clock in the morning.

He was quite tired, but he was not sleepy, and he lay on the bed for a long time, but he couldn't fall asleep, and finally he had to pick up the mobile phone that was charging at the bedside.

He looked at the news casually, looked at it, and clicked on the text message by the gods, and when he came back to his senses, he had already stared at the string of text messages sent by Han Yixiao for a long time.

He didn't know how Zhang Cheng fell asleep, he only knew that when the alarm clock woke him up the next day, he had a terrible headache because he didn't sleep enough.

He closed his eyes for two minutes, got up, washed, and dressed neatly, he glanced at his mobile phone while wearing his watch, except for the people from the Shanghai branch who contacted him, Han Yixiao was very quiet over there, and he didn't call him again or send a message.

After putting on his watch, Zhang Cheng exited Han Yixiao's text message page, took his mobile phone and computer, went downstairs for breakfast, and went to the branch.

At the end of the whole morning's meeting, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Cheng rejected the proposal of a colleague from the Shanghai branch to have dinner together, and nested in the conference room of the branch, while talking to the secretary in Beijing on the phone to deal with affairs, while holding his mobile phone to order takeout.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng's takeout had not been ordered, but the mobile phone page turned into Han Yixiao's SMS dialog box again without him noticing.

Zhang Cheng stared at the screen for a few seconds with a heavy face, and then switched to the takeaway APP.

…

Zhang Cheng stayed in Shanghai for a week, and during this week, except for the night he left, Han Yixiao sent him a lot of text messages and made a lot of phone calls, and in the next few days, it was as if he had disappeared from this world, and he never bothered him at all.

(I'm sorry, I'm writing a new book in the afternoon, and I'm writing hi, so I'm only writing now to thank you for a smile, hehe~)