Chapter Eighty-Seven: I'll Call You

Ding Liang struggled for a long time, although this confession seemed a little hurried, but a person with a temperament like him, if he didn't cut through the mess quickly, it was estimated that the future would be light.

The sense of expectation will slowly fade over time, and you may be able to hold on for a long time, but what about the other party......

Most ordinary people can't afford to wait for such a waste.

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Nine thirty p.m.

It was raining heavily outside the bar, and the moon was nowhere to be seen.

The rain came as if it had no warning.

Pan Zi and Ding Liang stood at the door to block the rain and smoke, coming out to breathe.

"Boom ......"

Jiang Chengwen stood aside, listening to the muffled thunder that day, and felt a little worried.

Ding Liang said: "Xiao Jiang, I really don't know how to thank you. ”

Jiang Chengwen came back to his senses and said, "Small problem." ”

Raindrops fell from the sky and rattled.

Jiang Chengwen became more and more worried, and couldn't help frowning.

He paused for a moment and said, "Can Brother Ding borrow his phone?" I'll make a call. ”

Ding Liang took out the phone and handed it to Jiang Chengwen.

Jiang Chengwen took the mobile phone and dialed the phone.

He first called Jiang's mother and said that he would be back soon, so as not to worry them.

Jiang's mother nagged for a while, saying that she would clean him up when he came back.

Jiang Chengwen also knew that he would not be able to escape today, so he had to find a reason to tell Jiang's mother after he went.

Anyway, it is inevitable to be scolded.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chengwen lost another number and called.

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The furnishings in the rental room are very simple, a clothes holder, a bed, and a table with a chopped book on the table.

The skin of the wall is yellowish, and cracks are clearly visible.

The lights were on, and the old TV was on, but every now and then there would be snowflakes, but fortunately, there was a bit of noise.

The girl in her pajamas was curled up in the quilt, her body trembling uncontrollably, and her face was a little pale.

Even though the TV was on and the lights were on, there was still nothing to put her at ease.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......"

The phone next to her pillow lit up, and the ringtone made her sober up a little.

Han Jing stretched out her hand and connected the phone, "Hey......"

Her voice was slightly weak, like that of a patient.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for half a second, and then a voice came.

"Why?"

The familiar voice made Han Jing stunned.

She got out of the bed, held her phone and asked, "Why did you remember to call me?" ”

"It's thundering outside, I'm afraid you're afraid." Jiang Chengwen said.

Han Jing pursed her lips and said, "What... Don't look down on me, dog. ”

"Look at you now, you are weak to speak."

Han Jing was silent for two seconds, pretending to be fine, and raised her voice and said, "You don't fart less, I don't." ”

"You're old and strong."

"I didn't."

Jiang Chengwen's laughter came from the other end of the phone, and he said, "Am I not here?" ”

"What?" Han Jing asked.

"I said, there's no need to hold back if you're uncomfortable, I'm not with you."

"Hey, who wants you to accompany me."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to drown out the thunder outside, making her feel warm curled up in the quilt.

The hands and feet gradually became warmer, and they were no longer as cold as before.

"Fat Tiger."

"What's wrong?"

"I'll call you."

Han Jing sneered and said, "You are sick. ”

There was laughter on the other end of the line.

The corners of Han Jing's mouth hooked up a smile and shouted, "Dog." ”

"Huh?"

"I'll call you too."

Jiang Chengwen, who was holding the phone, laughed out loud.

And the girl hiding in the cup buried her head and blushed slightly.

Ding Liang, who was standing on the side, smoked a cigarette, and his arm couldn't help but tremble.

He suddenly felt a little sour in his nose.

The sour smell of love!!

Ding Liang didn't know why, he unconsciously envied this high school student.

It seems that he is more free and easy than himself.

Dare to love!

Ding Liang is well aware of his own shortcomings, he is not as brave as Jiang Chengwen, and in some aspects, he also admires Jiang Chengwen.

He even had some delusions.

The person in front of him seems to look like a high school student only at this time.

[Han Jing's love value for you +1, increased to: 59]

Jiang Chengwen looked sideways at Ding Liang and asked, "Brother Ding, can I fight a little longer?" ”

Ding Liang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stepped on it and said, "Hit!" How long do you like to fight, I went in, and listened to the two of you talk about my psychological panic! ”

"Gone!"

With a wave of his hand, he turned and went back to the bar.

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly and watched Ding Liang leave.

Han Jing on the other end of the phone asked, "Did you borrow someone else's mobile phone?" ”

"I didn't bring my phone." Jiang Cheng said.

Han Jing said: "You better return it to others quickly, it's not good to fight all the time." ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "It's okay, just rest assured." ”

At this time, Ding Liang turned back again and said, "That, Xiao Jiang, Mingzi is still sleeping, I wonder if you will have to go on stage in a while, can you do it?" ”

Jiang Chengwen made an OK gesture.

He glanced at the time, only to find that it was already nine forty, and in a few minutes it would be ten o'clock.

I'm going to be on stage later.

"Don't hang up." Jiang Chengwen said.

He walked in with his phone.

Music was playing in the blues bar, and it was also transmitted to Han Jing's ears through her mobile phone.

"Where are you? It's a bit noisy. ”

"Bar, I'll have to go on stage in a moment."

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly: "I was pulled to be a strong man today." ”

"What are you doing on stage?" Han Jing asked.

"Zhang Ming is here as a drummer, and if I get drunk today, I will be temporarily dragged to the show."

"Drum kit?"

"Hmm."

"Will you?!"

"I'll have more." Jiang Chengwen said.

He went backstage, Panzi was resting, and Mangzi went to drink with others, and he couldn't live without wine.

"In which bar?" Han Jing asked.

"Blues, good vibes."

Jiang Chengwen was walking, and he heard Mangzi shouting: "Little Jiang is coming, he is going to the stage!" ”

"It's coming!"

Jiang Chengwen agreed, and then said to the other end of the phone: "It's thundering outside, I'm not worried about you, just keep fighting, just listen to the song." ”

Han Jing pursed her lips and agreed, "Okay." ”

"Well, don't hang up the phone."

Jiang Chengwen took a step forward and walked towards the mangzi.

Next is the song ordering session, from ten o'clock to eleven o'clock is the singing session, and several people are ready to go and walk on stage again.

Bai Kang, who was sitting in a chair backstage, tilted his head, he had been forgotten for more than an hour.

Zhang Ming on the bed turned over, he chirped and smacked, and slept beautifully.

Bai Kang turned his head and looked, "You are the one who sleeps fragrantly." ”

Zhang Ming heard the words beside him in a daze, he reached out and rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "Don't be noisy... I'll sleep again......"

"Huh?"

Bai Kang was stunned, this girl woke up?

He stepped forward and kicked him in the ass.

Zhang Ming opened his eyes and looked at Bai Kangdao: "What are you kicking me for?" ”

Bai Kang said: "You still don't get up to work when you wake up!?" ”

Zhang Ming's eyes were glazed, and he looked at Bai Kang and said, "Go to work?" What class do you go to in the morning? ”

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