"Ahan. I am Xiaoxi, I'm back home."

Although Han Jue didn't know who this [Xiao Xi] was, he suddenly recalled whose voice it belonged to. Now, he was extremely sensitive to the voice, and with a little recollection, the mobile phone ringtone he heard for the first time rang in his ears, and remembered the a cappella. Although he thought a lot at once, Han Jue's heart was not at all disturbed at this moment.

"Oh." Han Jue responded coldly.

Weng Nanxi's call was rehearsed many times. She imagined that Han Jue would be furious after receiving the call from her and then quiet down in her soft voice. Just like before, she could comfort Han Jue's every anger, as long as she wanted. She also imagined that Han Jue would feel complicated when he heard her voice, holding her phone, feeling a lot of emotion, but still silent, and then she would take the initiative to guide her words. Even Han Jue, who had feelings for her, was ecstatic when she answered the phone.

But she deduced for a long time, prepared Han Jue's various reactions, and performed corresponding rehearsals. Whether it was arrogance or an empiricist mistake, Weng Nanxi did not expect that it would be a cold word [Oh].

She was not afraid that Han Jue would hate her or blame her, so she would be happy, because that means that Han Jue still had expectations for her in his heart.

Indifferent is the most unexpected and worst result.

"Let's come out to meet, you and me are the only ones. Should we go to have tea or coffee?" Weng Nanxi said softly. She did not ask [whether to come out], but asked directly what to drink. These two options can provide a secret guide to Han Jue's choice.

However, the character templates she created can be said to be useless.

Han Jue walked along the large area of ​​light outside the window to the end of the corridor not far away, and said without any interest in the phone: "No, I'm quite busy."

Weng Nanxi probably had never heard Han Jue reject her request, and she was stunned for a moment.

"I just want to see you and want to say something to you." Weng Nanxi's tone was a little aggrieved. Generally, no matter what mistake she made, Han Jue would instantly soften his heart.

"But I don't want to hear you." Han Jue was alert as he walked and whispered: "Who knows if he would meet you today and report it tomorrow, and then those people on the Internet made up dozens of versions of the story with a photo."

"I found you and have resentment towards me." Weng Nanxi took a deep breath and said calmly.

But Han Jue could vaguely hear the trembling sobs from his deep breath just now.

"Ahan, can you listen to my explanation?" Weng Nanxi gently comforted Han Jue, and then explained firmly: "They posted photos of their diary online. I don't know about this. I have been abroad since I met you that day and have not paid attention to the news in the domestic circle. If I had known at that time, I would have stopped them, really."

At the end of the corridor is a large open leisure area covered with wooden floors. There are sofas, potted plants, and vending machines. The sun shines in through ultraviolet-proof glass, and several people chat on the sofa.

Han Jue was holding his cell phone and supporting his elbow on the railing, his eyes shining through the glass, and looking out at the scenery outside. His fingers were lit on the railing, making a [click] sound.

"How did they see the diary?" Han Jue asked lazily as he looked at the scenery outside.

Weng Nanxi knew that Han Jue would ask this, so she was silent for a while, as if she was struggling with some psychological struggle. After a while, she said quietly: "You wrote in your diary that you did a lot of things to integrate into them, but you always feel that it was a little bit worse. So after I saw it, I want to help you. Just like I learned about you better through the diary, I think after they read your diary, they will also understand the real you, and they will have a heart to talk to you, so I... But, I really didn't expect them to take photos."

When it comes to the latter, his tone is very aggrieved.

Han Jue finished listening silently. He sighed and said slowly: "The demons have so many tall buildings."

Weng Nanxi didn't understand why, and didn't know why he was involved in the tall buildings in the Magic City, but she still listened.

"Humans have spent so many high-rise buildings built by intelligence," Han Jue said again.

When Weng Nanxi was thinking in her mind [Is it going to start suddenly pouring chicken soup?], and was still depressed, Han Jue concluded gently in a tone:

"Why don't you jump?"

"What?" Weng Nanxi wondered what she wanted to dance. Then, combined with the previous two sentences, she became dull and wondered if she was hallucinating.

After Weng Nanxi returned to her residence last night, she found Han Jue's video and watched it from the nearest one.

When I watched "Let's Fall in Love", my scalp was tingling when Han Jue and Zhang Yiman got along, because it was completely opposite to Han Jue before. The more I watched it, the more I found that Han Jue seemed to have become a different person, which was a bit incredible. I don't know why.

Watching "There is Hip-Hop in China" made her frown, and the performance inside confirmed her mistake in judgment of Han Jue.

Later, Weng Nanxi couldn't help but feel sleepy and fell asleep, missing out on "Tucao Conference" not to be watched. If she had watched it, she wouldn't have been confused and unbelievable after hearing the gentle persuasion just now.

Before Han Jue finished speaking, he continued, "If you say it is true, then I hate you people who are smart with the slogan of [for your own good] the most. If that is your diary, who do you want to show it to whom, but that's not. Have you ever asked...my opinion?"

Weng Nanxi was on the other end of the phone, biting her lips heavily, so white that she was bloodless.

"I'm sorry..." Weng Nanxi said in frustration, "Ahan, I'm sorry, can you forgive me this time?"

"Actually, I don't care whether you apologize." Han Jue didn't know the details of his predecessor's relationship with Weng Nanxi, nor did he plan to know, nor did he plan to do anything to vent his anger or something. There is nothing right or wrong about love.

What's more, Han Jue doubts whether they contain complete feelings.

Han Jue didn't care, and finally let Weng Nanxi know that this time was different from any previous one.

"You come out first, let's meet first, and let's talk about the others when they meet." Weng Nanxi suddenly became decisive, with unquestionable gentle tone, as if he was very determined.

"I don't have time." Han Jue didn't take this trick.

"I can wait, just like you were waiting for me before, this time, I will wait for you." Weng Nanxi's voice was a little sonorous.

Han Jue felt a headache.

In adult social etiquette, without a readily agreeing means rejection.

He never wanted to get involved in the historical problems. All the social relationships in his predecessors were unknown pits and burdens for him. He would never take them away after finally getting rid of them.

"Weng Nanxi, I'll just say it. We'd better not contact each other in the future. That's it, I'll just hang up."

After saying that, Han Jue hung up his phone.

Han Jue has never been afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malicious intention.

It has been so long since the incident happened, and he apologized sooner or later, but he came to apologize after singing two songs yesterday. The other party's words made Han Jue feel a feeling of being carefully rehearsed.

These two points are enough to be suspicious Han Jue, who has tasted it or made up for a lot of things.

He did not despise Weng Nanxi's utilitarian approach, and was in the entertainment industry. If he had no ambition and enterprising spirit, he would rather go home and take a shower and go to bed as soon as possible.

Although the word [Utilitarianism] is often despised, Han Jue believes that utilitarianism is a very legitimate demand and utilitarianism is not shameful. From the perspective of behavioral motivation, this is a typical external driving force.

However, utilitarianism not only refers to the eager pursuit of fame and fortune, but also refers to a person who only cares about how to quickly achieve the goals he sets, but is neither patient with the process nor unable to enjoy it.

The stupidity of the previous body, the degree of inner emptiness, and the boredom of the soul, there was no thrilling thing to catalyze, so he suddenly fell in love with Weng Nanxi. Weng Nanxi was in love with such a predecessor for about a year, and Han Jue could guess that Weng Nanxi was the second type of utilitarian pursuer. Such people pay more attention to the results than the process, and they may give up the bottom line for the results and use any means.

So if Han Jue is mixed with this kind of person, he doesn't know if he will be sold again one day.

The predecessor is the lesson of the past.

Han Jue shook his head, put away his cell phone, and returned to the recording studio.

It was released yesterday, and many friends gave rewards! Thanks - the leader [There is rainy in autumn], the leader [Q wood], [Dragon I Heavenly Walk], [Mulls], [SFA Dong Chen], [The Wind of Ka Island], [Zi Chu], [Nan Chizhi], [Lang Qingya], [Ten Wheels of Ksitigarbha], [Tian Zun], [Empty Kk White], [Speed ​​Mushroom Cute], [Premium Mushroom Cute], [Premium Mushroom Cute], and the above old friends and new friends are rewarded and supported!
Chapter completed!