Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Song Xun shook his aching arm and said in a sad and angry voice: "Why is Jiang Shunchuan here?"

The experience just now was no less than a thrilling and exciting drama scene.

996 said faintly: "In the original plot, Jiang Shunchuan has never been to Linshi."

What's going on with this familiar sense of plot chaos?

Hearing the subtlety in 996's words, Song Xun immediately shirked responsibility: "I didn't ask him to come here."

996: "Alright, I didn't say it was your fault. You need to keep Jiang Shunchuan stable, but only online. Don't have any direct contact."

Song Xun nodded with lingering fear.

If Jiang Shunchuan had discovered his plan at the express station just now, this world mission would have been completely a failure.

Before Song Xun could catch his breath, news came from Jiang Shunchuan.

——Jiang Shunchuan: What are you doing?

Song Xun's expression tensed instantly.

——Qingqing: I’ve been at home the whole time, not doing anything.

996: "...Do you know that you are redundant?"

Song Xun quickly withdrew the message and sent it again.

——Qingqing: I was taking a nap, brother, I just woke up.

996 is hard to describe in a few words, but it is even more obvious.

——Jiang Shunchuan: I saw someone who sounded very similar to you today.

Song Xun's hand holding the phone shook twice.

——Qingqing: Haha, what a coincidence, maybe my voice is more popular, someone has said so before.

——Jiang Shunchuan: Qingqing’s voice is very nice.

——Jiang Shunchuan: Actually, it’s not that similar. I helped him but he didn’t even say thank you. He has no manners and is no match for you at all.

Jiang Shunchuan's original intention was probably to highlight the young anchor's good character, but it is hard to say whether it will be effective.

Song Xun looked at the latest news without saying anything.

Forget it, at least it can be seen that Jiang Shunchuan really didn’t find anything.

——Qingqing: That’s quite rude [smile]

Song Xun ended the conversation feeling a little depressed.

——Qingqing: I’m going to make some food for myself. Goodbye, brother.

Because Jiang Shunchuan suddenly appeared, Song Xun didn't even remember to buy fried noodles for himself at that time, and it was even more impossible for him to go downstairs now. What if Jiang Shunchuan hadn't left yet and was wandering around? Anyway, Song Xun was so scared that he didn't dare to go downstairs and just ordered takeout to eat upstairs.

It’s no wonder that Jiang Shunchuan is indeed wandering around now.

At that time, the address where Song Xun sent the express was in the neighborhood next door, so Jiang Shunchuan also decided on this place.

He just wanted to get closer and closer to the young anchor.

Jiang Shunchuan sat on a stone block outside the community used to stop cars until the aunties in the community started moving speakers to grab spots for square dancing.

He glanced at his phone and found that the live broadcast was about to begin, so he went home dejectedly.

Lying on the bed in the hotel, Jiang Shunchuan followed the entire live broadcast.

After putting down the phone, the eagerness to meet the young anchor did not subside at all.

In the live broadcast, the distance between them was always far, with so many people in between. Her gaze was also scattered among so many people and would never fall on just herself.

Jiang Shunchuan suddenly felt a strong sense of unwillingness, and today, this feeling was even stronger.

They are in the same city, and the distance between them is only within a community, but they can't do anything, not even see each other. This is unreasonable.

If you want a girlfriend, you don’t get her by waiting, but by taking the initiative to win her back.

Jiang Shunchuan himself is not a very calm and reliable person, and the days of suppressing his impulses and frustration during this period are about to completely collapse.

He picked up his phone again and edited the message.

As soon as Song Xun came out of the shower, he saw the message lying quietly on his phone.

——Jiang Shunchuan: I want to make a video call with you.

There was no inquiry or discussion. The next second, a video call popped up.

Song Xun, who had just finished taking a shower and was simply wearing a white vest and black shorts, was startled and immediately hung up the video.

next second.

——Jiang Shunchuan: If meeting in person is not possible, then a video call is not possible either.

At this time, Song Xun could already tell that Jiang Shunchuan's mood was not right.

Between continued rejection and compromise, Song Xun still chose the former.

——Qingqing: Sure, but you have to wait a moment.

He himself did not realize that his words had the tone of coaxing a child.

Song Xun was worried that if he continued to refuse, Jiang Shunchuan would be pushed away, affecting the progress of the mission.

Isn’t it just showing your face? It’s similar to live streaming and is also limited to online.

Thinking of this, Song quickly changed himself into a women's top and fixed his wig. Due to time constraints, he did not put on makeup. Instead, he turned the lights to the dimmest, got on the bed, and covered himself with the quilt to create the illusion that he was about to rest.

As soon as I clicked on the video, the other party answered it almost instantly.

Jiang Shunchuan just didn't care about it, but when it came to the critical moment, he was the first to lose his composure.

His voice was a little dry: "Are you ready to rest?"

On the screen, Song Xun was in a hurry because she had just taken a shower and was frightened by Jiang Shunchuan. Her white neck was covered with water and her hair was stuck on it, falling all the way to her collarbone, which was also wet and shiny.

Song Xun wanted to end the call as soon as possible, so he followed Jiang Shunchuan's words and said, "Yes, I was just about to go to bed."

For this reason, I specifically emphasized: "I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I want to rest early today."

He had just come out of the bathroom, his peach blossom eyes were a little wet from the steam, and there was a shimmering light in them when he looked at the camera.

Jiang Shunchuan looked at Song Xun in the video, his brain seemed to have lost the ability to function. He was completely unable to comprehend the meaning of Song Xun's words and just said "oh" twice.

The phone in his hand kept shrinking closer, and he stared at it without blinking. His tailbone went numb when he was called "brother", and he said inexplicably: "You look better without makeup."

Song Xun twitched his lips, feeling that Jiang Shunchuan was not listening to him carefully.

He turned over and asked, "Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Faintly, Song Xun seemed to see Jiang Shunchuan's breathing become heavier for a moment.

Facing Shang Songxun's question, Jiang Shunchuan's previous impulse was swept away, and he became a little unsteady: "I just want to see you."

His face turned red, and he was afraid that Song Xun on the opposite side would find out, so he moved his phone away slightly. Then he noticed that the young anchor's bed sheets and quilt covers were a little too casual.

They don't even match. The sheets are dark green, the quilt cover is checkered, and even the pillows don't match. They are army green.

In Jiang Shunchuan's sometimes uncontrollable fantasy, a girl as obedient and gentle as the little anchor should sleep in a bed with a cute and warm pink hue.

With curiosity to know more, he continued to watch the video and made new discoveries.

A black hooded jacket was casually thrown on the corner of the bed.

For no reason, Jiang Shunchuan's mind flashed back to the young man who passed by him at the express station today.

He stared at the dull black coat for a moment.

Finally, I thought that the girl I liked was indeed unique and had her own personality.