Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"What are you doing?"

"Call a friend!"

"it is good."

Song Yikai didn't think much, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over.

"Let’s take a break, I think you’re studying all day, relax your eyes properly, play games or something, this Saturday, I’ll go to the supermarket to grab some crabs and come back, and I’ll cook them for you later!"

"Ok."

Song Nan's tomb is now focused on the phone.

Song Yikai went out with a face full of spring breeze.

He should keep this transcript carefully, put it on the wall and frame it, and look at it from time to time—

Light, Zong, Yao, Zu!

After Song Nan's tomb entered a series of numbers in the address book dialog box, he took a deep breath.

Spit it out again.

After doing this for several back and forth, I pressed dial-to-build.

Damn, it's just a phone call, what is he doing so nervously?

I was so nervous that my palms were full of sweat.

There was a "beep" on the other end of the phone, just like his heart beating alive, and with each beep, his heart jumped, until it jumped to his throat.

Why is it still not connected?

Without expression, he got up and locked the door behind him, fearing that Song Yikai would make a surprise attack.

"Hey?"

The clean voice from across the ocean was deep and pure.

Song Nan's tomb opened his mouth, but it was like a knuckle in his throat...

Three months.

Obviously there are so many things I want to say, but now I can't say a word.

What is meant by "the tears flow first without words", he can be regarded as experiencing today.

His eyes were so sore that he quickly wiped his eyes twice with his sleeve.

What the **** is he doing, why is he so hypocritical like a girl.

"it's me."

He cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

The sound of wind was heard in Song Nan's tomb, but it was not like wind.

The sound like the wind blowing a wind chime is crisp and sweet, and it is transmitted along the sound wave.

"Is this your new phone?" Jiang Beize asked.

"No, my cell phone is long gone, I use my brother's cell phone to call you."

"It's inconvenient to not have a mobile phone, right?"

"Fortunately, studying is now the most important thing. Yesterday, I was third in the class in the final exam."

With a little proud, proud tone, like a child waiting for the adults to praise.

as predicted.

The next second Jiang Beize exclaimed.

"Wow, Master, you are so amazing!"

"Normally, I just didn't study before, and when I learned it, I scared a group of people to death." Song Nan's Tomb raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Hahaha Yeah, Master is the smartest, Assistant Song must be very happy if you are so good in the exam?"

"He can't wait to show my transcripts to the ancestors on the wall. If you convince him, he can really make a fool of yourself."

"Hahaha! It shows that you have made a lot of progress!"

Jiang Beize laughed, his laughter was very clean, accompanied by the wind bell "Ding Dong Ding Dong" into the ears of the Song Nan Tomb.

He should be doing well.

Song Nan Tomb thought so.

While copying his pocket with one hand, looking at the sunset in the distance, the corner of his mouth bends several degrees.

"The sky in Lucheng is beautiful today. The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color."

"Master, you are really good at studying now, and so will such difficult sentences."

"Where's the sky over you, is it good-looking?"

"I, I'm in the studio, this is a sealed room, you can't see the sky, wait for me to go out and have a look."

"Well, don't worry. Are you... well?"

is it going well?

Finally asked what I always wanted to say.