If the reminder fails, you will be teased

"Are you sick?" Luo Wangshu couldn't help but soften his tone and asked him worriedly. "What disease? Does it matter?"

Qiao Wei was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "You don't want me to sleep with your arms around you, I'm going to live in the hospital..."

...had.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Luo Wangshu immediately removed the phone from his ear and hung it up, closed his eyes and raised his hands to rub the center of his brows, feeling a bit bitter at the base of his tongue.

Before he had time to put down the hand rubbing between his brows, the phone in his palm vibrated.Luo Wangshu looked down and found that it was Qiao Wei's next call, so he hung up without thinking.

Not long after hanging up, another text message was sent over there.

Qiao Wei: [I'm really not at home, dear son]

Good son! ?

Luo Wangshu put his hand out of the corner of his eye, wishing he could sneak through the phone screen and bite the person who sent the text message to death.

The phone vibrated again, and a second text message was sent.

Qiao Wei: 【Good boy.The son is the problem of the input method. 】

What Qiao Wei said this time was true, he didn't want to take advantage of Luo Wangshu again.

But what he did in the past was really annoying, and he even said a lot of teasing things. If Luo Wangshu believed his explanation, he would be a little sorry for his conscience.

When the subway reached the next station, there were suddenly more people in the carriage.

Luo Wangshu gave up his seat to a young woman holding a child, and stood aside.There were so many people around him that it was inconvenient to hold the phone in his hand, so Luo Wangshu didn't bother to reply to Qiao Wei's text messages.

After getting off the subway, he took another bus and finally arrived at Qiao Wei's apartment.

Luo Wangshu showed his access certificate to the security room as usual, and took the elevator up to the eighth floor with ease.

He rang the doorbell three times, waiting patiently in between.

After confirming that the other party would not open the door for him, Luo Wangshu took out his mobile phone and prepared to continue calling Qiao Wei. When he turned on the screen, he found that he had two missed calls and five unread text messages.

The car was so noisy and crowded just now, he didn't notice it.

The phone calls and text messages were all from Qiao Wei, and the contents of the text messages were mostly that he was really not at home now.

Having been fooled by this man so many times, it was really hard for Luo Wangshu to trust him easily.

He left the door of 801A, followed the corridor around two potted plants, walked to the large balcony on the apartment floor, and looked sideways at the outdoor unit of the air conditioner in Qiao Wei's house.

From Luo Wangshu's perspective, it was difficult to tell whether the fan inside the outdoor unit was running or not, but when he opened the window, he could clearly hear the slight hum of the outdoor unit.

Luo Wangshu sneered in his heart, turned around and leaned against the balcony windowsill, and raised his hand to call Qiao Wei.

"Are you not at home now?" Luo Wangshu asked him.

Qiao Wei replied confidently: "Not here."

Luo Wangshu took a deep breath: "You have been staying in the hospital since last night?"

"Of course." Qiao Wei replied, with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"So, when there is no one at home, your air conditioner has been running since last night until noon today?" Luo Wangshu was once again impressed by Qiao Wei's thick skin. "Is it okay to save some of the earth's resources for your children and grandchildren?"

Qiao Wei smiled softly, and the old god said on the ground: "I was in a hurry last night, so I didn't have time to turn off the air conditioner."

"Open the door." Luo Wangshu dragged the topic to the main purpose of this trip. "I heard that you can write [-] words a day. I hope you can save me in the end."

"I'm really not at home." Qiao Wei smiled on the phone. "Think about it, if I avoided you on purpose, would I still answer your call?"

Hearing what he said, Luo Wangshu hesitated for a moment, then thought of Qiao Wei who never played cards according to common sense, so he gritted his teeth and kept his original idea: "Liar."

"I swear." Qiao Wei slowed down and spoke seriously, almost word for word. "If you come back tomorrow, I will definitely open the door for you."

After finishing speaking, he assured Luo Wangshu again and again, and listed the reasons why he would not lie to him this time, attacking his heart directly, wishing to take out his heart and lungs, and put it in front of Luo Wangshu for him to examine, so that proof of sincerity.

Luo Wangshu didn't have much time to practice, and his skills were insufficient, so he was really moved by his persuasion, reluctantly believed it, and hung up the phone.

He was about to put his phone away and leave. After the network data was restored, chat messages from the dedicated editing group kept scrolling on the information bar.

Seeing that someone sympathized with him on a daily basis and went to harm his lair in person, Luo Wangshu couldn't help but brag in the group: [Returned without success, Qiao Wei went to the hospital due to illness, and is not at home now. 】

Originally, there were only two or three people in the group chatting secretly after work, but his news directly blasted half of the people out of the group.

[Happy to hear and see, Qiao Dasco is not at home. 】

【Whispers wept, Luo Xiaoxianrou was cheated again. 】

Luo Wangshu's eyes were stung by the word "cheat", and he typed: 【...Why was I cheated again? 】

[Naive, the reason for being sick and hospitalized, Qiao Wei, has already played badly. 】

[Ridiculous, Xiao Xianrou went back to the company to meet the anger, and the big scourge was drunk at home. 】

Luo Wangshu: "..."

He was really heartbroken.

The elevator door has already opened, Luo Wangshu stood outside and did not go in, looking at the phone with a sad face: 【Are you sure he is still at home? 】

[Isn't sick escape the basic skill for every writer to draft? 】

Luo Wangshu took a deep breath, closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.When he opened his eyes again, his spiritual world had been shattered and rebuilt.

He exited the chat interface, hung his thumb on Qiao Wei's number for a long time, and finally poked open the dial interface.

Luo Wangshu walked to the front of the fire hydrant box on the floor, looked up at the apartment property phone posted on the wall above the box, entered numbers one by one, then pressed the dial button, and raised the phone to his ear.

The phone was connected quickly, and without waiting for the other party to speak, Luo Wangshu said to the other side in an anxious and panicked tone: "My friend fell ill at home and passed out! I am at his door now, but I forgot to bring out the key, can I trouble you?" Come to 6A, Building 801, and help open the door!"

"Yes, I have proof of entry and exit!"

"Okay! Please hurry up! Well, okay, thank you!"

After receiving an affirmative reply, Luo Wangshu hung up the phone expressionlessly, walked back to the door of Qiao Wei's house, raised her hand and gently patted the door panel.

Since he wanted to get sick, he would do as he wished and send this stinky, shameless bastard to the hospital!