Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

Just when Cheng Shitong was going to run a few words on her uncle, her cell phone in her pocket vibrated again.

In fact, after eight o'clock in the evening, her cell phone kept ringing. Various new year's messages were continuously flowing into her cell phone. She thought the text message reminders were too annoying and turned on. Vibrated.

At this moment, her mobile phone had shaken several waves. Cheng Shitong was worried that her message box would be crowded, so she had to pull out her mobile phone and delete or reply to various New Year's messages one by one.

Open the text message of the mobile phone. Among the rows of Chinese New Year messages that are obviously copy and paste, only one message with a strange number is particularly prominent.

That text message had only one simple sentence: Happy Valentine's Day!

Five words plus a punctuation mark.

But I don't know why, Cheng Shitong just stared at the message for a long time.

Her gut tells her that the text message must have been sent to her by Gu Ningshu.

"Tongtong, what's wrong?" Xiaotu saw Cheng Shitong staring at his mobile phone screen for a long time without moving, so he reached out and patted her shoulder, and asked him.

"Nothing, that ... I'll make a call outside, and you and my uncle will continue to watch the show for a while!" Cheng Shitong throbbed with a heart, she put her phone over her chest with her hands and said casually to the bunny In a word, he ran out of the room.

The little rabbit looked at her back running out of doubt, and looked back at Cheng Yan, who was also full of doubt.

Inside the courtyard, big red lanterns are hung on the porch, and some old wooden doors are pasted with bright red couplets. The night sky is dark and not even a star can be seen, but countless bright fireworks illuminate half of the sky. .

Cheng Shitong was standing in the yard with a mobile phone, and the cold wind whizzing across her cheek suddenly made her throbbing heart steady.

She looked down, looked at the strange number on the phone, hesitated, and finally pressed the call button.

"Beep--beep--beep--"

The time waiting for the other party to connect seems to be particularly long, even if the surrounding firecrackers are around, it can't cover up the long beeping sound.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please dial it later. Sorry, the-number-you ..." A mechanical female voice without a trace of emotion on the phone came from the microphone.

Cheng Shitong hung up with some disappointment.

No one answered ...

Is it ... is she feeling wrong? ?

She bit her lip, stood in the cold wind, looked up at the ink-like night sky, lowered her head, and continued to press the call button toward the strange number.

"Beep—beep--"

The cold, harsh call sounded from the microphone.

After a while, "Sorry, you called ..." sounded again.

Cheng Shitong gritted his teeth and hung up the phone resentfully.

The more this number couldn't be reached, the more she convinced her that Gu Ningshu was the counterpart.

Otherwise, in the 30th year of the New Year, other people ’s New Year ’s greetings are in addition to the old and welcome the new year. ?

Furthermore, if this is really a relative or classmate who does not have a stored number, then she will call and the other party will say anything and should answer the phone.