“Bang” the sound of the door slamming, Chu Tangtang slipped back into her room. She leaned against the door panel trying to catch her breath. She was afraid that the sound of her heartbeat could be heard.
Perhaps it was because of the phone call from her brother, or because she woke up and found herself staying overnight in Jiang Huan’s room. It left her in a state of confusion.
She touched her hot face, thoughts chaotic for a while before she could control herself, and stopped herself from recalling the moment when she felt a sense of transcendence pouring out of her heart.
She felt that something was out of control.
When Chu Tangtang encountered something she was in doubt of, she always sought the advice of others, and over here “others” generally referred to her brother.
However, this time it was about Jiang Huan. Telling her brother would only make things worse.
The resident across the corridor was also frustrated. The temperature on the left side of the bed gradually dissipated, and it could be vaguely seen from the folds of the sheets that someone had slept here.
Jiang Huan’s heart felt oppressed, he coaxed her like crazy the whole night, holding back the fire of desire to treat her gently, brewed a night filled with erotic atmosphere, and the atmosphere was interrupted by a surprise call from Chu Qin.
The next thing he knew, she was running away as if there was a flood of animals chasing behind her.
It was really … heartless.
While the two were deep in their distress, the results of the competition were announced. They had successfully advanced to the final.
The day before the final, Chu Tangtang received messages of blessing one after another, and she replied thank you seriously for everyone.
At night, she lay on her bed, she couldn’t sleep, and when she closed her eyes, Jiang Huan appeared in her head.
She thought about it for a while, fished for her phone, opened the chat box with Jiang Huan, and at the top of the system popped up the prompt ‘You have successfully added Jiang Huan, now you can start chatting.
They added each other in the chat a few days ago, but they had not chatted yet. She typed out a line and sent it.
Jiang Huan’s cell phone also dinged non-stop from morning to night, whether it was an acquaintance or even people that he did not even know, everyone was sending him well wishes.
He could not stand the disturbance and indifferently turned off the notification tone. Finally, the notifications subsided in the evening. This time when the screen lit up, he happened to glance at it.
[Chu Tangtang: The competition is tomorrow, let’s give our best together]
Jiang Huan was slightly stunned, but couldn’t help but smiled, he picked up the phone, fingers hanging in the air, haughtily and concisely returned a “hmm”.
This was the first time he responded to someone’s blessing today.
It was plain compared to some of the long blessings. He looked at it several times over. The screen naturally dimmed casting a smile from the corners of his upturned lips.
Somehow he was a little silly.
He coughed lightly, buckled his phone on the table, and then pulled over some draft paper to continue the formula he had done once before.
The pen tip swished when it touched the paper. He glanced at the quiet phone afterwards and shook his leg anxiously.
Wondering if she has replied with a message curiously.
Calm down, Jiang Huan continuously intermittently tried to build himself up mentally.
Only ten seconds had passed since he returned the message.
Jiang Huan looked down and refocused his attention, but within two seconds, he paused again.
Was he too cold? What if she didn’t want to reply after reading it?
Forget it, it doesn’t matter if she didn’t revert. She must have sent the message casually.
Jiang Huan moved his eyes away and pulled out a question book that he had not tried before. He flipped open the first page and stared at the questions on it.
Five seconds later, he picked up his phone in frustration and, as if to remedy the situation, sent out a sentence-