Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan in the penguins, and members of the chat for a while, then excuse something offline.

"Brother Tong, do you have a way to get Gu Xiuyue's telephone number?" Lin Jinan cross off mango interface, moving the mouse, point in a game.

"Yes, the phone number of fengxiuyue is..." The system works very fast. It can find the person of fengxiuyue, and naturally get his personal information.

"Thank you, Tong Ge." Lin Jinan was in a good mood and hummed a tune. After playing games for a while, the time came to 7 p.m. unconsciously.

Lin Jinan took a bath and came out wrapped in his bathrobe. He leaned on the bed and poked the number keyboard on his mobile phone with his slender fingers.

He dialed out the phone, the rest of the time is quietly waiting.

As usual, the man opened the window, his eyes focused on the night sky, the stars scattered on the black screen, but according to a certain track, slowly moving.

The mobile phone he put on the bedside table vibrated. The man frowned and his eyes were unhappy.

He wanted to let go of it, but the person who called him was persistent. The loud vibration could tear the eardrum.

Feng Xiuyue pushes the wheel on the wheelchair with his hand. As soon as his hand touches the cold shell of his mobile phone, the sound disappears.

He wrung his brow and pinched up his mobile phone. When he was about to turn off the phone, the fuselage vibrated again, making his nerves numb.

This should be rejected, the other party black seal repair month, uncontrolled location of the answer key.

He heard the breath on the opposite side, clear and shallow, like countless tiny feathers, tickling people.

"Well, can you hold on to me? I have no one to talk to. Can you be my friend? "

The voice from the opposite side was weakly transmitted to his ears through the microphone.

Feng Xiuyue recognized the owner of the voice almost in a second. The voice of the youth was very special and highly recognizable. He had seen the ID number of the other party not long ago.

"Well." Feng Xiuyue only responded with one word. In the next hour, all the young people were talking.

He listened to him patiently, and the tent under him grew bigger and bigger.

"The old man's patience is unbearable." Lin Jinan watched the monitoring screen with the system. Fengxiuyue didn't even start to relieve it, but let it stand.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you my name..." Lin Jinan will lip close to the microphone, he in the last minute of the call, to the other party issued a kiss, "good night, and, see you tomorrow."

Feng Xiuyue was breathed by the onomatopoeia similar to "Mu ah". His tense nerves relaxed because of a phone call from the youth.

An anxious heart, as if wrapped in soft warm water, extinguished the flames that burned him.

Feng Xiuyue stroked the heart under his chest, unconsciously repeating the youth's words, "see you tomorrow."

He can't help but hope that tomorrow, the youth named Lin Jinan will call him?

He looked at a series of strange numbers on the screen, hesitated again and again, and finally called it to lie in the address book.

The man was silent and said only one word. Lin Jinan asked the system to record the audio frequency and play it repeatedly, which was regarded as a lullaby.

This behavior is too ghostly. The system listening to the side is brainwashed. It forgets the time when it listens. Until the host wakes up the next day, it finds that it forgot to go offline last night.

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