I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 225 Network Suppression Cloud Culture

In the bathroom, there was a burst of magical music.

Nan Yixi put on a facial mask and asked Su Shao's lower bunk Xiao Ranran, "Hey, Ran Ran! Do you think this music sounds familiar?"

Xiao Ranran put down her phone and listened to it for a while, "It's so familiar that I suddenly can't remember the name."

Nan Yixi, "Me too"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the bathroom was pulled open by Su Shao, "Sisters, a joyful song 'Good Day' is here for everyone! Congratulations to King Ran Ran for being promoted to the star rank, and Pumpkin got rid of Qin Scum man, and I-"

Su Shao was wearing a white sexy French split pajamas. She leaned on the iron railing of the upper and lower bunks, and made a very provocative look, "Song Yan agrees to my pursuit of him!"

Nan Yixi and Xiao Ranran glanced at each other, and the two rolled their eyes at the same time, and then said in unison, "Demented!"

From returning to the dormitory to now, Su Shao can't do without Song Yan in almost ten words.

"Come on sister, I also have a song for you." Nan Yixi turned on her music player.

In the earpiece, the song is as familiar as ever.

"Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find better."

Su Shao was stunned for two seconds, then gritted his teeth, "Ci'ao!"

Just as she was about to pounce on Nan Yixi's bed to clean her up, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

It's Auntie Suguan, "Hurry up and put me to sleep, don't spend the whole night suppressing cloud culture! Let's play 'Happy Breakup' again tomorrow, and there will be a power outage for one day."

The three people in the dormitory did not dare to say anything.

They listened to the sound of the aunt stepping on slippers walking away, and the sound of the aunt humming: "Listen quickly, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock."
Siji Yunlan underground garage.

Song Yan parked the car, and when he opened the door to get out of the car, he caught sight of the coat on the co-pilot.

The coat worn by the little girl.

He shrank his fingers, bent down and took the coat in his hand.

After the car door closed, Song Yan turned and walked towards the elevator.

There is a large green trash can at the door of the elevator room with the lid wide open, as if residents are welcome to throw garbage in.

Song Yan hung the coat worn by Su Shao in the crook of his arm, he glanced at the green trash can, and then stretched out his hand.
Close the lid of the trash can!
In the room, it was dark and gloomy.

The soft and comforting voice still seemed to be lingering in my ears, "Song Yan, shall we go home?"

He is back.

But there is nothing at home.

empty and cold
The room is very tidy, it should have been cleaned by Aunt Qin.

Song Yan put the coat hanging on his arm on the sofa, and his own body sank completely on the sofa.

The room without the lights on seems to make the atmosphere even more lonely and cold.

Dim galaxy, dim light.

Through the white sand curtain, one can roughly see the expression of the man inside the room.

His head was resting on the edge of the sofa, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling, his hands were limply hanging down on the sofa, and his whole body exuded a gloomy and decadent atmosphere.

Song Yan raised a hand and slowly covered his eyes.

The scenes of more than ten years, even after such a long time, are still clearly replaying in his heart, constantly replaying!

It seemed to remind him of the mistakes he made back then.
"Ding dong—" There was a sound from the phone.

Song Yan took a breath, took out the phone from his pocket and took a look.

It's a private message on Weibo.

He adjusted his sitting posture, swiped open Weibo and clicked in to read it.

It is a familiar Weibo nickname: SS.

SS: Brother, are you asleep?
　Are you looking forward to what happened to Song Yan hahaha~ No spoilers! ! !In fact, there is a buried hole ahead.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)