Heart attack

Chapter 131 Who Are You
"The evil spirits are scattered! The evil spirits are scattered! The evil spirits are scattered!"

"Good night Barley, see you tomorrow."

"Luo Zifan's fans came to apologize, and hope that Teacher Yimi can feel at ease."

……

Tang Hong also picked out a few replies, and when he looked up, he found that the group of Jiang Han, Ji Wenyin, Pi Zerui, and Guanghang had all reposted them, including several artist friends who had collaborated with them.

Being cared by a stranger, she swept away the gloom, her heart was warm, covering a lot of good emotions.

Click on WeChat, everyone is concerned about her.

After replying, a message suddenly popped up on the phone.

There is a friend request.

Sy.

Tang Hong also stared at the screen for a long time, and searched back and forth for a long time. After confirming that it was a feast, he carefully clicked Agree.

The page interface opened, but no news came in for a long time.

After waiting for a few minutes, the news still didn't seem to come in. Tang Hong also swayed from side to side, stuffed under the quilt, not daring to breathe.

Adding people without talking, catching people's appetite, is really too good at being a human being.Tang Hong also muttered, and clicked the buttons back and forth for a long time, but he couldn't see a single message.

After dawdling for a while, I chose to give up.

She clicked on the Moments of the Feast, and it was completely blank...

Is this really a normal social platform for people?

Even the big guys in the industry would post some news advertisements, but this person didn't post any at all, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? !
After wandering around for a long time, Tang Hong also clicked on the cover picture of Moments. The cover picture is very familiar, and the foggy building in the corner seems to have been seen somewhere.

She stared at it for a long time, then opened her photo album and walked around, but found no relevant pictures.

There are so many coincidences, and they all happened to her, which makes it seem extraordinarily unreal.

Switch back to WeChat, click the keyboard back and forth with your fingers, and suddenly the name on the top pops up into [The other party is typing...]

"!"

In the dark night, a figure jumped up from the bed, the carp's upright posture was standard.

Silently, her heart suddenly tightened, and this tension made her imagine infinitely.

Waiting and waiting, the name changed to SY again.

Tang Hong also refreshed it again, but there was no news, she swiped again, still nothing.

"..."

play too!

It was still that dark night, the figure slumped back to the head of the bed, and because the movement was too comfortable, it accidentally hit her head, causing her to cry out in pain.

Rubbing his brain, Yinyin felt a little resentful.

"It's all added, at least say something! Just post a note, as for being so quiet." A certain person complained very dissatisfied.

But this dissatisfaction seemed to surprise her a little.

It's just a piece of news, it doesn't matter if you post it or not, it seems like she cares a lot.

Does she care?Surely not.

A certain person decided to go to sleep, turned off the phone, and just lay down, the phone trembled unnaturally, and she turned on the phone as quickly as possible.

[The other party has withdrawn a message. 】

Tang Hongyi: "..."

No, she can't stand it!

That night, that person jumped up in that posture again.

Tang Hongyi: Who are you?

The other party hesitated for a long time, as if the name was hot, because the word "the other party is typing..." stayed for a long time, but a certain person only replied with two words.

SY: Feast.

Tang Hong also typed, "Nonsense, of course I know, and then what?" Just after typing, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. It didn't seem like she had investigated who he was beforehand.

Let the feast see it, isn't it just being passionate.

Love is dead.She immediately deleted the conversation and sent it instead to: oh.

SY: ...

Tang Hongyi:?

Perhaps it was a silent tug-of-war, the question marks and ellipsis stayed there for a very long time, and she stared at the screen for even longer waiting for the next sentence.

What kind of experience is it that the other party keeps displaying input but has no news.

(End of this chapter)