Heart attack

Chapter 231 Answers
"Guan..." He wanted to say that Guan Sizu had never called her Xiaoyi.But when the words came to his lips, he didn't dare to mention them, for fear that Tang Hong would shrink back into his shell when Guan Sizu's name was mentioned.

Sheng Yan lingered for a long time, and finally said: "Forget it."

Tang Hong also felt sore, "Don't count."

The two looked at each other, and Sheng Yan looked down at him with soft eyes.

"Don't count. I don't care what he calls me. What I care about is what the person I like calls me. Everyone else is just someone else, different from you."

"Then who am I to you?"

"..."

Someone, not someone else anyway.

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Tang Hong also lay paralyzed on the bed, still pondering over the question in his mind, and the last sentence of the question was the end of the feast.

He didn't look like someone who was looking forward to the answer to this question, his eyes were a little unclear whether it was loss or something, and he was in a sense of loss.

The air was very humid at night, and the air-conditioned room was drained of heat, and the humidifier in the room could not lower the temperature.

It made the person lying on the bed a little dull, with dry lips, the tip of the tongue against the jaw, and some unreasonable thirst.

I got up and poured a glass of water. The water I drank dispelled part of the dry heat, while the other half was still hovering in my heart.

Tomorrow morning, Feast is coming to pick her up.

She deserved to rest early and meet people with full energy the next day. At this moment, she was a little excited, and her thoughts swept along with the sky outside the window, and she was completely sleepless.

The emotions generated are the same as when I went out for a spring outing in elementary school and couldn't sleep day and night.

A little excited and a little worried about the weather that day.

She lay down and didn't want to sleep, so she stood up and fumbled on her mobile phone to search for Qingtian Doll's recipe.

"Find a piece of white cloth, put a cotton ball on the inside to make the ball round, find a rubber band under the cotton ball and tie it up, and finally draw a cute smiling face on the ball."

While reading the strategy, she found the corresponding tools, and then tied up a decent sunny doll.

The expression of the doll is very cute, and a small flower is painted on the head.

Tang Hong also went out of the window, hung it up, and then pampered Qing Tian Doll's face, "Please."

After finishing all the procedures, she was still restless and didn't think about going to sleep for a while, so she casually sent a message in the group.

No one replied.

Turn on the phone, it's almost four o'clock.

Even if it's Jiang Han at this point, Ji Wenyin's group of night cats must have fallen asleep.

Feeling bored, she clicked on the feast dialog instead.

After reading each article, she had a lot of conversations with Shengyan.

But it's only been a year, and the news has filled thousands of pages, most of which are her own words, and the feast only answers one or two words.

Tang Hongyi: It's so hot, I regret going out.

Feast: bring an umbrella.

Tang Hongyi: I bought something and I'm going home, what about you?
Feast: a meeting.

Tang Hongyi: Is Dao Guo's IQ really over [-]?
Feast: There should be.

Tang Hongyi: My heart was already running wild on the way.

Feast: two-way rush?
……

And so on, the topic has no beginning and no end, and the feast of Kui can still answer her from beginning to end.

Tang Hong also smiled a little, slowed down the speed of scrolling through the information, and twirled his fingers on the screen.

After a while, her fingers gradually dropped, and the screen of the mobile phone rested on the side of the bed.

Tang Hongyi, who fell asleep unknowingly, always had the corners of her mouth curled up in her dreams. She must have dreamed of something particularly beautiful, with a smile on her face.

No matter what the chat message stays on the phone, no matter what it is, no matter how late it is, Sheng Yan will always reply to her nonsense.

Except for some who didn't reply, Tang Hong had already heard the answer.

in their daily encounters.

In the early morning, the sun rises from the city parallel to the sea level. The blue sky and white clouds are covered with a layer of crimson.

(End of this chapter)