I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 226 The Healing She Gives

SS: Brother, are you asleep?
Song Yan picked up the phone, and just opened Weibo, this is the sentence that caught his eye.

He squinted.

If I remember correctly, the little girl seemed to block him not long ago, and now she released him from the black room again?

Song Yan didn't reply, his eyes kept on the first two words of that sentence.

brother
She said that "brother" in internet slang means boyfriend.

The gloomy atmosphere in the room gradually dissipated.

Maybe even Song Yan didn't feel it, the feeling of being out of breath in his chest seemed to be being relieved.

As soon as Su Shao lay on the bed after washing, he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help crying.

She said just now that she wanted to chase Song Yan, and he agreed, so why didn't she strike while the iron was hot, and asked for his WeChat ID by the way!

If you have his WeChat, you can tease him from time to time!
After all, it's a little tease.
Su Shao was so angry that she hugged the pillow in her arms and gnawed hard.

She was scrolling through Weibo in depression, when she suddenly realized that she had Song Yan's Weibo!
It's his Weibo. It seems that he was blocked by himself not long ago.
If it was released, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Looking at the "SY" in the blacklist, Su Shao was a bit in a dilemma.

In the end, I was still dizzy!

Su Shao fished out Song Yan's Weibo from the blacklist, bit her lip, and clicked on his dialog a little nervously.

Normally, when one presses a finger, a sentence is sent within a few seconds, but when sending a message to Song Yan, Su Shao felt as if his hands were getting an electric shock and kept shaking.

She typed a few words over and over again, then deleted them, and after dawdling for nearly half an hour, Su Shao gritted her teeth and sent the message in the dialog box.

SS: Brother, are you asleep?
His head was buried in the comfortable quilt, his phone was clutched in one hand, and his mouth was covered with the other, for fear of being careless and laughing out loud.

Even though Su Shao was trying to restrain herself, the corners of her lips still rose wildly, and finally she turned the hand covering her lips into a fist and gnawed on her mouth.

Will Song Yan reply?
One point, two minutes and five minutes passed.

Su Shao pouted, with a look of disappointment that couldn't be hidden.Song Yan hasn't replied to her yet, did he go to take a bath?Still not home?

She continued to press the keyboard and clicked send repeatedly.

On the other side, Song Yan was staring at the word "brother" in a daze, when suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand began to ding-dong non-stop.

He twitched his eyelids back to his senses.

When I looked at the screen again, the word "brother" was all over the screen.
Some of the "brothers" also specially added a small pink love heart.

Holding the phone in his hand, Song Yan typed a "?" on the screen, thought about it, and finally deleted it.

SY: Yes.

Su Shao on the other end of the phone was very worried, but when she received Song Yan's message, her heart almost jumped for joy.

He bit his knuckles hard, and then quickly pressed his hands on the screen.

SS: What are you doing?

SY: Just got home.

Song Yan leaned on the sofa, his brows were clear and lazy, and he seemed to relax a little.

SS: Then I have to take a shower quickly~ I’ll go to bed first (cute jpg)

Su Shao knows how to accept as soon as she sees it. Even if she likes Song Yan, she also understands that what he needs at this time is to rest.

Today is an extraordinary day for Song Yan and himself.

She finally dared to muster up the courage to face Lao Su and her mother, but Song Yan's mood was a bit strange.

SY: Good.

Seeing the words on the screen, Su Shao smiled very satisfied, pressed the phone off, and pressed it against his chest.

So sweet!

After waiting for a while, the phone was no longer active, Song Yan put the phone on the bedside to charge, he picked up his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After tidying up everything, before throwing off the quilt and preparing to go to bed, Song Yan's gaze inadvertently landed on the mobile phone by the bedside.

He doesn't have the habit of checking his phone before going to bed.

but tonight.
The white and slender fingertips picked up the phone.

On the screen, there is a new private message on Weibo, which has not been checked yet.

Song Yan propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed. He opened Weibo, and the dialogue box only had four words and an emoji.

SS: Song Yan, good night (Bi Xin jpg)

A pink bear with a pink heart in its furry paw.

Song Yan bent his lips.

For a moment, he also moved his fingertips.

SY: Good night.

Outside the window, the stars and the moon, a good night's dream.
　My stomach is really uncomfortable today, I don't know if I have eaten something bad! !I haven't had a good day, why is it so difficult to type?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)