Chapter Seventy-Three: The Call
Jiang Yuan was confused, and the acquaintance didn't provoke him, walked out of the private room, and received Liang Tao to tell him about it, and both of them felt strange.
"How was he before you called?"
"I don't know, he answered very quickly when he called, and then he didn't speak, I asked him if he couldn't come out to play, he said no, he hung up the phone, and then called me back and asked where it was."
"Oh~ In this case, it's likely that I'm waiting for someone's call."
"Who?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"Are you stupid? Of course, it's in Xia language. Liang Tao knocked on his brain and analyzed it for him, "It's been a week off, Xia Yu is in Nan'an, he is in Linjiang, a hundred miles away, I can't see her, I must miss her." ”
"Also, you said that he answered it quickly, which time did he answer the phone when it was not about to ring until the end, and then you said that he didn't speak after answering, and hung up the phone when he heard your voice, he was probably waiting for Xia Yu, and then you just called, and hit the muzzle."
"......" Jiang Yuan was speechless for a while, and muttered again: "I'll just say that he is sullen, he obviously likes people, but he still has to pretend that he doesn't care, and he suffers by himself." ”
When I returned to the private room, I saw He Yi'an leaning on the sofa, half-squinting, as if closing his eyes to recuperate, and the orange light sprinkled on his face, reflecting his handsome face.
The smoke between his fingers flickered and dimmed, and the white smoke that gently floated up was hazy and blurry.
"Brother Yi, come on, drink." Jiang Yuan picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table, hooked the can, and with a "bang", the wine bubbles flowed out of the bottle.
He Yi'an raised his eyes, looked at them lightly, looked uncertain, took a puff of cigarette, snuffed it out, and threw the ash jar.
Gently spit out a smoke ring, lingering in front of his face, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't figure it out.
Picked up the bottle, clinked glasses with them, drank it with a grunt, flattened the bottle, and threw it on the table, with a loud noise.
It seems that drinking alcohol has not eased the irritability in my heart.
Jiang Yuan and Liang Tao called a few brothers over, and brought two younger sisters, saying that they would see and understand.
Among them, the more beautiful girl, as soon as she entered the private room, she saw He Yi'an sitting in the corner, lazy and casual drinking, with a faint expression, but seeing his slightly frowning brows, as if there was something annoying.
Her favorite is this style of boy, but she didn't expect to meet it today.
Seeing that there were no other girls next to him, guessing that he should not have a girlfriend, she was overjoyed, sat for a long time, he didn't drink again, half-squinted, and lay down softly to rest, she estimated that he was drunk.
At this time, there is a chance to get closer, and of course she will not give up.
She called for a bottle of boiled water, walked towards his place, and sat down in the vacant seat next to him, "Handsome guy, do you want to drink water?" ”
He Yi'an drank a few bottles, slowly became stronger, and just wanted to squint for a while, he felt that the sofa next to him was dented, and there was a pungent smell of perfume faintly.
He frowned slightly, and there was already displeasure between his eyebrows.
But she didn't seem to know it.
The irritability in his heart also made him too lazy to deal with it, so with a cold face, he picked up the wine bottle again and drank it.
The girl thought that she could take advantage of the weakness to persuade the wine, and boldly reached out to avoid his wine bottle, but she didn't want to touch it yet, and the wine bottle in front of her suddenly fell to the ground.
With a "pop", the wine spilled, and the bottle rolled a few times before stopping at the heel of the coffee table.
The girl looked up in astonishment, and was crashing into her indifferent and cold eyes, as if quenched ice was cold to the bones.
"Roll ——!" He Yi'an said coldly.
"I didn't mean to ......" the girl's eyes were red, and tears rolled in her eyes, as if they were about to fall in the next second.
It's a pity that He Yi'an has never been a person who pities incense and jade at will, especially this kind of woman with intentions.
He indifferently picked up the cigarette case, and when he saw that she was not moving, he got up and left by himself, without looking at her.
The movement here attracted Jiang Yuan's attention.
He just wanted to come over to persuade him, but found that He Yi'an was already angry, he looked at the girl who was about to cry, and shook his head helplessly.
He couldn't justify her anything, and people stayed in the corner and drank sullenly, preferring to rush to find guilt.
Those brothers naturally understood He Yi'an's temper, and the people who brought her hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.
Before he came, he told him to be obedient if he wanted to come, and not to provoke others.
Who knows......
He Yi'an broke up unhappily, the brother also said that he wanted to apologize to him, Jiang Yuan persuaded him not to do it, he was fine, just pay attention next time.
This was originally something he didn't care about, He Yi'an couldn't be angry with them, it was just that he was bored in his own heart, and they hit the muzzle of the gun.
Jiang Yuan's game, naturally he was in charge, telling everyone not to care, continue to play.
The unpleasant things were quickly put behind them.
He Yi'an returned home, and not long after lying down, the phone in the hall rang.
Because the house is quiet, the phone rings exceptionally loudly.
He knew that Jiang Yuan was calling, but he didn't want to answer.
But after the phone rang again, no one answered, and it rang again.
He Yi'an got up irritably, walked to the hall, picked up the phone and said coldly: "Are you annoyed, don't call again." ”
After that, he hung up the phone.
The hall fell silent again.
Feeling thirsty, he turned to get water, and just after a few sips, the phone rang again, and that's when he realized something was wrong.
It stands to reason that Jiang Yuan called once and knew that he was annoyed and would not call again.
These three phone calls are very weird.
He moved to the phone, picked up the phone, and connected it, but this time he didn't speak, and Jiang Yuan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Yi, are you home?" ”
Very usual tone.
He felt even weirder.
"Here we are."
"It's good to arrive, then I'll hang up first."
"Hmm." He Yi settled for a second, and then spoke again, "Did you call just now?" ”
"Yes." Jiang Yuan wondered, "I thought you hadn't picked it up yet, what's wrong?" ”
He Yi'an was silent for a while, "It's okay." ”
"Well, then I'll hang up." Jiang Yuanying.
"Wait!" He Yi'an's throat rolled lightly, "How many times did you call?" ”
"Twice." Jiang Yuan replied, it seemed that someone on the other end called him, and he answered.
He Yi'an exhaled, but he was a little lost in his heart.
He just wanted to say, so be it, hang up.
Jiang Yuan heard the sound of squirming again, he picked up the phone again, and said, "I just called once, and now once, a total of two times." ”
With a "bang", the water cup in He Yi'an's hand fell to the ground.
For a long time, there was no sound.
Jiang Yuan thought there was a problem with the signal and cut off the phone.
The glimmer of light that had just dimmed again, He Yi'an moved in the darkness and put the phone back.
He picked up the water cup and put it on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Most likely, she made the call.
He glanced at the clock on the wall, the pointer pointing to one point.
But it doesn't seem to be, a person like her who has a regular schedule should have rested long ago at this point in time.
He fell into deep thought.
Nan'an City.
In the light blue room, Xia Yu was half-lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone, stunned for a while.
She had just finished being busy, and remembered the phone call she had made before, but she didn't answer, she would be free, so she called He Yi'an and connected, but she didn't expect such a sentence: "Are you annoying, don't call again." ”
A familiar voice, but cold words.
Xia Yu sighed lightly, a little melancholy.
Listening to his tone, I didn't want to hear her voice at all.
Looking at the ceiling for a long time, I turned around, changed my position, changed my stomach, changed my stomach on the bed, stared at the screen, calculated the time, it seems that I have been coming to Nan'an for a week, I am busy every day, and the time flies a little fast, as if the holiday was just yesterday.
Finally, the picture of He Yi'an came to mind.
I obviously said that I was okay, and I had time to call him, but now I called, but it was like this, alas~
sighed with a little resentment.
Thinking about it, there is something to do tomorrow, so I just don't want to think about it, if I don't fight, I won't fight, anyway, we can meet in a week.
I don't know if it's because I opened the box of longing, or what, I feel like the night has been extraordinarily long tonight.
It may be that the light of the table lamp is very soft, or it may be that you are tired, thinking about it, and you don't know if you are falling asleep.
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Linjiang City.
He Yi'an woke up from the bed, and the moment he opened his eyes, the events of last night came to mind in pieces, and he scratched his hair sleepily.
The memory is a bit confusing.
After sorting out his thoughts, he glanced to the side at the clock, eight o'clock.
I remembered that today is the number one, and I want to go to offer. The electricity bureau pays the electricity bill.
Half an hour later, Ho Yi'an stood for . At the entrance of the electricity bureau, I watched the traffic back and forth, pondered for a long time, and then walked to another street.
He had been here for a long time, and after walking about a hundred meters, he saw a few big characters in the telecommunications business hall.
After hesitating at the door for a moment, he walked in.
There weren't many people in the lobby, and there were a few salespeople standing at the front desk.
He Yi'an walked straight forward and found a salesman at random, "Excuse me, can you check the call history of the landline?" ”
A cold voice sounded in the hall, perhaps with a special timbre, and the saleswoman standing next door glanced up at him.
"Yes, please show your ID and I'll check it for you."
He Yi'an handed over his ID card, with a faint expression on his face, habitually leaning against the glass window.
"Hello, can these call logs be printed?" He caught a glimpse of the salesman having found out and told him before he could speak.
"Yes, please wait."
He Yi'an walked out of the business hall with a piece of paper, and just happened to see the bus arrive, just going back to his house.
He got on the bus and sat in the back seat before he unfolded the paper.
Browsing down from No. 1, most of them are Jiang Yuan and Liang Tao's, and a few of them are Fu Yuan's.
On the fifteenth, he paused, it was an unfamiliar call, but the call log showed five minutes.
He searched for the memories of that day, as if it was Xia Yu.
That night, at eight o'clock, I took her call.
He looked at the time, which was exactly at 8:01.
The timing coincides.
Then it will be much easier to find her number.
Sure enough, yesterday, I saw the same number, and she was Jiang Yuan's phone number before and after.