126. Go back and talk about it

Putting down the virtual real mirror in his hand, Jing Ran stood up from the sofa.

Holding his phone, he hurried all the way to the bedroom.

Soon after, he walked out of it.

There is also an extra set of clothes in hand, and the phone is gone.

Pull the bathroom door shut, and the sound of bathing comes out.

Half an hour later, the sound of water stopped, and Jing Ran, who was wearing a dinosaur pajamas, walked out of it.

His face was slightly red, as if he was taking a hot shower, and he was holding a towel to wipe his hair.

After wiping his hair, he picked up a hair dryer from the side, plugged it in, and began to blow his hair.

Whirring, the hot wind blew, and the wet hair quickly became dry.

Exhaled, Jing Ran reached out and unplugged the power, then put down the hair dryer, and walked all the way to the light switch, which was about to turn off the light and sleep.

He goes to bed around 11 o'clock every day, and during this time he rarely talks about continuing to play on his phone or being busy with work.

Of course, even if he needs to be busy, he will try to go to bed as early as possible, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution, and he knows this truth well After turning off the lights outside, he slowly walked to the bedroom.

glanced at the two-dimensional wallpapers on the wall, and then didn't say anything, he stretched out his hand and turned off the bedroom light.

When I got into bed, I pulled up the quilt and wrapped it in, and only a small head was exposed to my whole body.

The curtains are open so you can see the view from the window from the bed.

It was a dark blue starry sky shimmering with a little bit of light, and the branches and leaves of the old trees outside the window were shaking in the wind.

Today is exceptionally quiet, I didn't hear the cry of knowing, it seems that I have been singing day and night these days, and I was tired so I decided to take a day off today.

I didn't hear the scream, Jing Ran, who had been hearing it for the past few months and regarded it as a lullaby, couldn't fall asleep smoothly tonight.

In fact, it's not just the reason for knowing the name, but also the million-dollar thing today.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he could not fall asleep at all, because there was something that stuck with him.

I saw him look at the bedside table next to him, and on the cabinet was his mobile phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally moved his body slightly, reached out and clicked on the phone.

I heard the ballad sung by the child ringing at this time, which was the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Watching the screen gradually brighten until the phone's functional interface appeared, he swiped his finger right on the screen, and then clicked on an icon that seemed to be a calendar.

As the interface of the software was revealed, a number of squares, plus numbers, and a calendar of Chinese characters appeared on the screen.

On the calendar, it is marked that it is now June 22, and a little to the right, that is, five squares, where in addition to the sun and the moon, there are three small red letters written: "Reunion Festival." ”

The Reunion Festival in Kyushu is similar to the Mid-Autumn Festival on Earth and is a great day for family reunions.

Looking at the square where the reunion festival was written, Jing Ran silently said to himself:

"Are there five days left?"

His eyes seemed to contain a longing for his hometown and memories of his family.

To be honest, it has been half a year since he left his hometown, and he didn't ask for leave a few months ago because he had just joined the company, but now it is different, because he not only got his wish at work, but also received more than one million yuan in just two weeks, which made him gradually deepen his desire to go home.

He had thought about what kind of surprised expressions his parents would have if he transferred the million directly to his parents.

"I must be happy. Jing Ran's heart gradually warmed.

A smile blooms.

Really, he really wants to send a message to his parents right now, telling them that their son has a great ability, not only does he earn more than one million a week, but his work is also extremely smooth, and he has successfully turned positive, but now he will send it right away, will they think that he has done something illegal without knowing the specifics? After all, he has only been out for a few months and immediately earned millions of mortal points, and no one will believe it if he says it, so Jing Ran is very hesitant.

Don't look at his usual steady appearance, in fact, that's not his real appearance, his real appearance is actually very weak, he will want to cry when he encounters difficulties, he will want to escape when he encounters pain, and he wants to avoid embarrassing things, she has always been just an ordinary person, he never thought that he would be able to do it one day.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, and finally he let out a long exhale, turned off his phone, and put it back on the cabinet.

He thought that maybe it would be better to say it in person, and he didn't want to let his family misunderstand anything because of this incident, so he finally decided to turn off his mobile phone, go to bed and wait for that day, and then he went back to talk to his family properly.

I don't know if it's because he let go of his thoughts, but after closing his eyes at this moment, he fell asleep and seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

The wind outside the window continued, the sky gradually brightened, and a touch of morning sun fell into the room through the window.

It happened to shine on Jing Ran's face, and he was suddenly called up by the dazzling sunlight.

Seeing that he was sleepy-eyed and opened his eyes slightly, after coming into contact with the sun, he hurriedly closed his eyes, blocked his eyes with his hands, and said to himself:

"What's going on?Ah~Why does this sun call straight into my eyes?Ah~~"

Apparently he was still quite tired.

Then I saw that he continued to lie down for a while, and finally got up from the bed helplessly because of his sore hands.

After a few handfuls of hair, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed to change into formal clothes.

Then I walked slowly to the bathroom.

After flushing the water, he came out of the bathroom.

Then I rushed all the way to the kitchen.

To be honest, his kitchen is just like a furnishing, because he doesn't know how to cook at all, so the whole kitchen is hardly used except for some daily hot water to heat bread and milk.