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Chapter 16 First Quarter Moon, Telephone Lines

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    Qin Wanfan enjoys every communication with Bai Jianjia very much, and is also very nostalgic.

    Probably because her thoughts are different from his, they are so clean that they don't seem to have anything to do with the vulgarity in the society, like a magnet, attracting him more and more firmly, so that even if he can't keep his eyes on her all the time, his mind is completely attracted.  She circles around.

    Usually, he held the microphone and listened to her voice like a spring, and he didn't want to let go, but because she had to rest at night, or at noon, she had to take a lunch break, or she had to be busy with other things, so he couldn't let go.  Instead of rubbing the earphone with the microphone in the "beep" sound after she hung up, in the fantasy-like desire to never pick up the line or to talk again immediately, looking forward to the arrival of the next communication.

    And what he can do is to work harder to make money and improve his business communication skills in society.

    He very much hoped that one day, he would be worthy of her.

    He didn't know that in his efforts to close the gap, the difference between the two was getting bigger and bigger.

    At that time, how did he understand that gap and difference are two completely different concepts.

    At that time, he thought that his worldliness and reality and her refinement and pursuit were the gap between him and her, and that he was willing to be as low as the dust in front of her.

    No one told him that the distance between the front and the back is the gap, and the side by side is the difference.

    If he could change his angle back then, see clearly the difference between him and her, then he could really calm down to understand the consistency and difference of his and her thoughts and pursuits, seek common ground while reserving differences, be braver, and be braver.

    And if he was able to see clearly the lack of current grasp of life hidden in her refinement, and then fill it up with his own different sense of reality; or if he admired her spiritual height, he could use it to broaden his horizons.  His own spiritual vision¡ªmaybe, everything will be completely different.

    Regarding the love I wanted, Lady Luck actually did not neglect him, and even gave him many opportunities to put in front of him. It was because he was too young, and his unilateral obsession kept pulling the distance between him and her.  , but he himself does not know it.

    Time passed unknowingly while Qin Wafan paid silent attention to Bai Jianjia.

    ? His and her lives, who were originally standing side by side on the same starting line, are going the opposite direction.

    At nine o'clock on a Wednesday night in October, Qin Wafan called Bai Jianjia's dormitory as usual.

    He heard Bai Jianjia's roommate pick up the phone, and heard her roommate telling her that there was a call for her. From a distance, he saw her sitting beside the fiery red phone with her curves like a lotus flower, until the voice he expected  It was transmitted through the microphone in her hand, and as usual, he couldn't help laughing, and began to listen to her as usual.

    "Wa Fan, I want to ask you, as a boy, if you send QQ messages to this girl every day and even call her, does it mean that this boy likes this girl?"

    When hearing Bai Jianjia's question, Qin Wafan's hands shook involuntarily, and his heart beat faster.

    She said, is it him?  How should he answer?

    "Oh, very likely."

    Qin Wafan calmed down for a while, and managed to manage to speak without shaking his hands as much as his hands.

    "Oh, really? Hehehe"

    Qin Wanfan looked at Bai Jianjia holding the microphone from a distance, and seemed to cover his mouth with his hand while laughing.  Laughter passed through the phone line, and Qin Wanfan was a little at a loss for the children's mood transmitted over.

    "Wa Fan, tell me, what should I do if this girl is still wondering whether to accept it or not?"

    Bai Jianjia's next series of cryptic and hypothetical questions made Qin Wanfan's hand squeeze the microphone involuntarily, and then squeeze it again.

    After hanging up the phone, the receiver was wet, and his palms were sweaty from nervousness and excitement.

    Has Jian Jia really started to become aware of his mind?

    Really hard work pays off, and sincerity is what makes gold and stone open?

    Qin Wanfan thought of those iron-like customers who were served by him every day, and finally bought his products. He was sure that Jian Jia was finally moved by him.

    At least, it was almost there, but there was still a thin layer of window paper, and he took a chance to let her understand.

    It was the first time in his life that Qin Wanfan, who experienced such happiness, was still immersed in this unspeakable joy after the lights were turned off.

    He thought, find a time tomorrow to consult Bai Yu, and make Bai Yu happy too.

    Before turning off the lights, Bai Yu walked past him, as if saying something.He didn't hear the words at all.  The other four students in the dormitory were noisy around him, but he also turned a blind eye to it and turned a deaf ear to it.

    His thoughts rang in his ears, and all that appeared in front of his eyes were Bai Jianjia's questioning over and over again when he was talking to him just now, and her expression and demeanor he imagined.

    He suddenly missed her very much, wanted to see her right away, and told her frankly what he had been holding back in his heart that he liked her.  Yes, that's how she must have hinted at him to confess to her.

    At this time, the lights have been turned off for an hour, and some roommates are snoring, and some are still discussing something with each other.

    He gently climbed out of bed, opened the bedroom door, walked to the corridor and looked down on the second floor of the girl's building opposite. She should be resting, but he can look at her bedroom door and see the curtains hanging on her door.  He is also happy to imagine that she is lying on her upper bunk breathing evenly and dreaming sweet dreams.

    At least, it can make up for his crazy thoughts about her at the moment.

    It happened to be the night of the full moon, no, look carefully, the white jade-like moon hanging between the two buildings, a small piece of it was hidden on the edge of the winding, like a piece that was bitten when I was a child  Moon cakes, stuffed with bean paste, Jian Jia said, this is her favorite, she must have bitten it.  Qin Wanfan's face showed that dreamy, sweet smile that would appear whenever he thought that Jian Jia was his own.

    The sweetness under the moon made him really feel like he was in a dream, and he unexpectedly brought out the red telephone by the door.

    He subconsciously dialed Jian Jia's dormitory number, but when he reached the last number, he hesitated again: It's so late, what should I do if I disturb their rest?

    Or, give it a try?  Maybe it's not necessarily the case after unplugging the phone line, or maybe they are still discussing some gossip and are in full swing.  Didn't Jian Jia say that midnight in the morning is like twelve o'clock in the noon?  In the end, still in a state of anxiety, he dialed all the numbers of their dormitory.

    "Toot, toot, toot"

    Busy tone.  on a call.

    Sure enough, they still haven't slept, and some of them are talking on the phone so late.

    He smiled slightly, shook his head, and thought about his own thoughts, then put the phone back on the wooden table next to the wall of the bedroom door, walked out again, and walked along the corridor to look at the opposite building.

    He was curious, it was so late, who of them was still immersed in the happiness of lovesickness like himself?  Tomorrow I will gossip with Jian Jia too.

    The moment he looked down, a girl at the door of Bai Jianjia's bedroom stood up with a phone in her hand, probably tired from squatting, and stood up to stretch her legs.

    This girl is none other than Bai Jianjia.

    A light-colored sleeveless knitted sweater, a knee-length white straight skirt, these are the clothes Bai Jianjia wears during the day, and that special short hair, there is no one else but her.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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