Chapter 394: His Likes Are All Fake
The name Qingchuan made Anno think of the other party for a long time.
It's just that......
Anno glanced at the time, and his brows tightened with the puzzle in his heart, not understanding what Qingchuan was calling him at this time.
"Is there something wrong?" She asked.
Anno's tone was fluttering, and it was undeniable that when she heard Qingchuan call her, she unconsciously gave birth to a wave of excitement in her heart.
It was only then that he regained his composure, and his happiness lasted only for a moment, and Anno also understood that he didn't like Kiyokawa anymore.
"Just wanted to ask how you've been doing...... Kiyokawa said dryly.
The first time was when he took the initiative to find someone, and Qingchuan didn't want to admit awkwardly that he paid attention to Anno, so his words were a little vague.
Knowing that there was nothing important to find him, Anno's heart immediately relaxed, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable for Qingchuan to wake him up at this time.
Listening to the lack of movement on the other end of the phone, Kiyokawa pursed his lips to conceive a topic in his mind, and also found that Anno did not seem to be as happy as he imagined.
"I wanted to call you after class today, but unfortunately you seem to be very busy and walking a little fast." Kiyokawa had no choice but to change the subject. "Is it because you're busy all this time?"
"Well, there's something to do." Anno passed by.
Qingchuan was not familiar with her, and Anno did not feel that he needed to explain any itinerary.
Anno frowned, "You call me at this point, the bar is not busy?" ”
"It's fine." Qingchuan didn't say much.
But from the answer, Anno still let Anno know that Kiyokawa is still engaged in the "part-time job" he saw before.
Just thinking of that scene at that time, Anno felt a little unappetizing.
“…… No matter how busy you are at work, you must also pay attention to your body. Kiyokawa cared for her gently.
It's a pity...... Anno glanced at the time, and really felt that Qingchuan's words were not convincing.
"Hmm." Anno answered casually, and simply got out of bed and found a mask.
Being so noisy by Qingchuan, she really lost her sleepiness, and the forcibly interrupted sleep could not be recovered, and Anno was forced to wake up.
Qingchuan listened to the sound on her side, "Are you busy again?" Then I won't bother you, right? ”
Having said that, Qingchuan was reluctant to hang up the phone in his heart.
The phone call he finally asked for was cut off after only a few words with Anno, which made Qingchuan a little uncomfortable, but what he cared about the most was Anno's completely different cold attitude from when he liked him before.
He was already good at observing people's faces, otherwise he wouldn't have used his advantage to work part-time in the bar, and when he heard a movement on Anno's side, he simply took the initiative to say goodbye by retreating.
Casting a long line to catch big fish, he knows this very well.
"Yes, goodbye then." Anno hung up directly.
She had no interest in Qingchuan, and her response to this phone call was mediocre, but she didn't know that Qingchuan on the other side was still secretly happy in her heart, and felt that the relationship between the two was closer.
The phone hung up, Anno raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, turned on the light in the room, and walked to the living room, but when he turned to the door and saw Murong Qiao's room, he found that the light was still on.
Haven't slept yet?
Anno thought about it, went to wash up first, then pushed open Murong Qiao's door, climbed onto the soft bed by himself, and leaned against Murong Qiao's side.
"It's still a code word so late?" Anno clinged to her.
Murong Qiao held a laptop and banged, "It's okay, it's just that I can't sleep a little." ”
After a busy day, it stands to reason that Murong Qiao should have a good night's sleep, but after lying on the bed and saying goodnight to Huo Yichen, she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she simply got up from the bed again and started to code.
"Have a nightmare?" She reached out with a free hand and touched Anno's head.
Anno closed his eyes slightly, took Murong Qiao's arm, and strangely settled down in his heart.
Murong Qiao didn't turn on the overhead lamp, but left a small warm lamp at the head of the bed that was shining, illuminating this small space and creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.
Anno listened to Murong Qiao's gentle voice and asked herself, thought for a while, and then shook her head and denied it.
"Nope." She replied softly, a little afraid of interrupting Murong Qiao's writing thoughts.
She recalled the phone call just now, "It's Qingchuan, call me." ”
Murong Qiao tapped the fingertips of the keyboard for a moment, "Qingchuan? ”
"The guy who took you to the bar to see before." Anno added.
If it weren't for this reminder, Murong Qiao almost didn't remember who the other party was.
She thought about it for a while before she picked out Qingchuan from the useless memories and remembered it.
"He called you in the middle of the night?" Murong Qiao didn't understand, "What are you doing so late?" ”
The last time the two of them went to the bar, they had already seen clearly what kind of person Qingchuan was.
At that time, Qingchuan, who was dismissive of Anno and even mixed up in bars, had already exposed his temperament clearly in Murong Qiao's eyes.
As long as you have money, you can do anything, being supported is the norm, there is no bottom line, there is no lower limit, and you can use all your conditions to make profits.
Murong Qiao slowed down the speed of typing, thinking in his heart what kind of thoughts he had about Anno suddenly at this moment.
Even if he had some last resort, the behavior he showed was disgusting.
There are many ways to make money, but people always have their own bottom line.
"I guess I saw that I was popular, so I suddenly found out that I liked me?" Anno said half-jokingly.
As he spoke, Anno also faintly felt a ripple in his heart.
Probably people will always have regrets and waves for what they can't get, and there is the possibility of thinking about a better life.
Qingchuan's phone call threw a stone in Anno's heart and caused countless waves.
Murong Qiao thought that Anno was going to be confused again, so he directly closed the laptop, turned his head to hold Anno's hand, and planned to analyze and analyze her with a serious expression.
"If he really likes you, he won't call you in the middle of the night. It's not like you haven't been to school for a few months and you suddenly find out that you like you. ”
"If he really likes you, he won't wait until now to call and tell you, what kind of good person can be in the middle of the night?"
"If you really like a girl, you will send a message to this girl at the right time, instead of three watches in the middle of the night." Murong Qiao picked out the facts.
Unlike Anno, she is always able to see the situation more carefully and clearly by the onlookers.
In Murong Qiao's eyes, Qingchuan's mind couldn't be more obvious.
"Besides, if he can call at this time, it means that the part-time job at the bar hasn't been dismissed yet, right?" Murong Qiao said again.
Her tone was so firm that Anno stopped trying to say anything.
In particular, Murong Qiao added an accent to the word "part-time".
In fact, the two of them tacitly understood how Qingchuan's "part-time" income came from, and with this alone, Qingchuan couldn't get into Murong Qiao's eyes.
Murong Qiao looked at Anno and softened his voice. "Do you think you've been leaning towards him and he can't feel it?"
"Then why didn't he ignore you before?" The last question made Anno speechless.
She was dumbfounded for a moment before she regained her voice, "He's busy." ”
The dry words did not serve any purpose in rebutting at all.
"Busy?" Murong Qiao smiled, "Busy flirting with other rich women? ”
(End of chapter)