Stunning school grass: Devil boy fell in love with me

Chapter 135 His Phone Call at Midnight 1
When I got home, my parents were there. They were sitting in the living room watching TV. I took out a drink and sat down too.

"Jing'er, did you go out to eat with Li Junxi again tonight?" Mom suddenly turned her head and asked me softly.

"what?"

I didn't react for a while.

"I'm asking if you went out with Li Junxi at night? The boy hasn't come to the house for a while, let him come over for dinner if you have time." Mom continued.

"what?"

I can't blame my slow reaction, it's just that my mother's words made me hard to bear for a while.

"Ah what, Jing'er, call him home when you have time." Mom gave me a look.

"Why?" I asked softly.

"Why?" Mom murmured: "Didn't they help you with your homework? Go home and have a meal, it's my parents' gratitude to him."

"Yes. Yes." Dad also said aside.

"Oh." I answered.

Dare mother think that I came back late after going out twice because I went out with Li Junxi?It's weird to say they're weird.

After drinking a drink and watching TV twice, I went back to my room.

I took out the textbook, and I looked at it quietly. The room was very quiet, so quiet that I could hear the rustling of fallen leaves outside, and the wind blew by. Through the window, I gently held my cheek. I got up and stood In front of the window, I silently watched the neon lights outside, and gently closed the window. The wind seemed to be a little cold.

I took out my phone and looked at it quietly, but there was still no news.

I was a little bored and threw it on the bed.I'm used to turning off my phone every night, but I didn't turn it off tonight.

It was very late, it was very late, so late that I fell asleep, and in the dimness, I seemed to hear the sound of the mobile phone, one after another, as if refusing to stop.

I tried to open my eyes, sleepy and sleepy.

In the dark night, only the mobile phone emits a faint light. In this silent night, there are faint sounds one after another. I set the sound to the minimum. It was my pillow, otherwise, even if it barked one after another, I wouldn't have heard it.

"Hi—" I whispered sleepily.

There was no sound on the other side.

"Hello—" I yelled again, but still no sound came.

(End of this chapter)