It’s Colder Today

Wei Zong responded: "Have you eaten tonight?"

"have eaten."

His tone sounded fine, not like he was angry.

Before hanging up the phone, Wei Congying leaned against the wall with his shoulder, raised his eyes and saw road signs, signs for fire escapes, toilets, elevators, etc.

Wei Congying held her cell phone and was a little curious: "Why are you so relieved? You didn't even come to check?"

"It's going to rain. Mom is getting married." The person on the other end of the phone snorted, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to watch TV. I just saw the climax part on my phone and you called in. "

It was his fault that he wanted her to call her.

Wei Zongying was not angry at being disliked for no reason. He still had a smile on his face after hanging up the phone.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, the heat in his body under the air conditioner had disappeared little by little, and a bit of cool breeze blew in from the gap in the window and the unclosed door of the fire escape.

He was wearing a sweatshirt and already felt a little cold standing in the corridor.

Just as he was about to go back to the box to get his coat and leave, Wei Congying looked up and saw two people walking out of the fire escape.

There were two people in disheveled clothes. The heavy makeup on the woman’s face was a bit smudged, and the matte bright red lipstick on her mouth had spread around her mouth. The man’s blond hair had been sprayed with who knows how much hairspray, but his sluggish head was still the same. □□, it’s just like eating canned strawberries secretly.

Wei Zongying immediately pulled down the corners of his mouth when he saw that yellow hair, disgusted by it.

As soon as he turned around and stepped out, there was a joke behind him.

"Oh, what a coincidence?"

Since he didn't mention anyone by name, Wei Congying was originally going to pretend to be deaf and stupid, pretending that Huang Mao wasn't calling him, but that person still knew his name.

"Wei Zongying, why are you ignoring me?"

no solution anymore.

Wei Zongying stood there with his hands in his trouser pockets: "Oh, I just saw you. I thought you had cupping in your mouth and couldn't speak, so I didn't listen."

Huang Mao subconsciously touched his mouth with his hand, wiped it with his fingertips, and understood instantly when he saw the lipstick on his fingertips.

He didn't want to talk too much, and Wei Songying didn't give him a chance to express his intention. The relationship between them didn't reach the point of exchanging pleasantries and reminiscing about old times.

After Wei Zongying walked a few steps away, he heard the people behind him continuing to talk.

"By the way, I fired Lao Ma. Did he come back to find you?" His tone sounded a little awkward.

Looking at it still made Wei Zongying want to beat him.

Old horse...

Thinking of this person, Wei Zongying took a deep breath. Turning around, I saw the arrogant smile on that man's face.

Huang Mao looked at Wei Congying proudly.

However, the person in front of him was not angry, with a faint smile on his face: "You may not know, but the relationship between him and me is just like that."

When Wei Zongying returned to the box, Zhang Guangwei had already drunk too much. Wei Zongying picked up his coat and patted Cheng Ge on the shoulder: "Watch him and don't let him go to KTV. I'm afraid he will stuff the microphone in his throat." .”

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It really doesn't make any sense if Shi Yun doesn't do things like check the post.

What else can you do in a hotel room?

Watching TV and eating takeout.

She didn't get up from the hotel bed and ordered the hotel's food delivery service.

The food in the hotel is not inferior to the restaurants outside. The sun has been shining in Xunchuan these days, but as soon as the air conditioner is turned off, the whole room is very cold. But after using the air conditioner all day, she felt a little dry.

There was only half of the mineral water left on the bedside table.

Her hands were slightly sweaty, but her palms were still cold.

I scratched my hands on the quilt and wiped off some sweat. After playing with it for a long time, I felt that the phone was boring. Click into that software from this software, do nothing, and then switch out again.

The TV was still playing the spring night from a few days ago on repeat, making people sleepy.

When Wei Zongying returned to the hotel room smelling of cigarettes, alcohol, and chills, there were no lights on, only the TV with screen light on and weak fluorescence. The window curtains were not closed, and a moon hung on the spire of an ancient temple not far away.

The person on the bed was asleep, and there was only the sound of shallow breathing in the room.

Wei Zongying went to take a bath, and Shi Yun woke up the moment the shower water sounded. It wasn't completely dark the day before I fell asleep, so it must be getting late now.

She groped on the bed but couldn't find her phone. The sheets outside the bed were cold. She groped for a while but couldn't find her phone. On the contrary, her hands were getting cold.

After wrapping the quilt tightly around him and waiting for the people in the bathroom to come out, Shi Yun pulled the pillows next to him, stacked them up and leaned against the bed. Pull the quilt up and cover your shoulders: "Help me find my phone."

Wei Zong wiped his hair with a towel and lifted the quilt. As soon as the quilt was lifted a little, Shi Yun felt the air conditioning coming in from outside the quilt.

Finally, the phone was found under her pillow. After yawning twice, she glanced at the screen of her phone, which only contained notification messages from the software. Turning off the phone and throwing it aside, Wei Congying was afraid that she would play with it later but couldn't find it, so he picked up her phone and put it on the bedside table.

The sound of the fan was a bit noisy. Although Shi Yun felt sleepy, she never fell asleep again.

After washing away the smell of tobacco and alcohol from his body, Wei Congying casually scratched his hair, which almost fell off.