Chapter 334 (1/2)

Late at night, 11:30.

In the bedroom of Qin's hotel suite, two night lights are on in the corner.

Weak orange light tore the dark night, inkstone when seven lying in bed without sleep.

Her hand is under the pillow, rubbing the smooth mirror of the mobile phone.

At about nine o'clock, she sent a message to Wen Cheng, but she didn't reply.

As the man on her side is sleeping, she turns the phone into silent mode.

Waiting for some anxious, which also led to her in the quiet night, from time to time by bright screen, want to see if there is her news.

In this way, I waited and watched from time to time. When the time showed a quarter past eleven, a wechat message was uploaded on the screen.

Tension, anticipation, mixed emotions.

Yan Shiqi carefully holds the mobile phone and adjusts the brightness of the screen to the minimum. When he opens wechat, it turns out to be Wen orange.

She hung all night and slowly fell to the ground.

Wen Cheng's wechat name is very strange: Yi dead bird

In wechat, she replied with a sentence.

Yi dead bird: sorry, just finished.

Inkstone when seven turned over, carefully holding the phone poke screen.

17： It doesn't matter

With this sentence, she click send, and want to say something, but typed a few words, and she deleted.

That kind of mood, roughly similar to the fear of it.

Clearly so similar to the two people, inexplicably produced the intention to be close, but stopped, afraid of abrupt each other.

Maybe, Wen orange is in the same mood.

Two people's chat box, from time to time flash [the other party is input...] such words.

After a moment's hesitation, they sent out a message at the same time.