can you be more reserved

Everyone in the dormitory went to have dinner, Ye Hui was upset by this incident and didn't plan to eat.

Thinking about what to do, the more he thought about it, the more his brain hurt, and he didn't have the heart to turn over songs, so he simply climbed into bed, planning to sleep until the night was dark.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, before he could squint his eyes, the phone rang again.

The profile picture of Peppa Pig in pink.

-What are you doing?

- Get ready for bed.

-Bad mood?

The great god is like a needle-handler, every time he pokes his liver hurts, and the pokes are particularly accurate, hitting the nail on the head.Originally, Ye Hui didn't intend to say anything, but he felt that since the Great God had already poked a hole, he had to be responsible for releasing the air, otherwise he would be so full of anger that he would suffocate himself to death.

Ye Hui dumped this matter out like trash, regardless of whether the master made any comments, but he felt much more comfortable after speaking. He couldn't tell others about these things, and he didn't want to, but the master was different. , the Great God knows about his trivial matters, and the Great God doesn't know him, so it doesn't matter if he knows.

- God, why do you think I am so bad? [Forced face laughs]

- Actually, you can't say that

-now I understand

- I've been a selfish guy from start to finish

- If I succeed, I will be complacent. If I fail, I will make excuses for my failure.

- just like before

- Obviously not working hard enough, but it is due to my lack of talent

-Obviously I can persevere, but I feel like a tortoise that I should give up if I don’t get support

-Dreams are held in my hands but I let it become irrelevant to me

- now also

- If I really don't want to go, I have countless ways to not refuse to ask for leave and just don't go, it doesn't matter

- i have made a choice

- I even thought for a moment that it would be okay if I didn’t sing well in the end, anyway, I was forced to sign up

- asshole can

- but i still like rock 'n' roll

- the kind that doesn't want to give up

Ye Hui burst into tears while typing, and the screen was blurred. Fortunately, there was no one in the dormitory, otherwise the face of the eight lifetimes would be embarrassing.Throwing the phone aside, he reached for a tissue, but when he got it back, he found that the bed was shaking violently. It turned out that the master initiated the voice chat, so he just kept on talking, humiliated himself, and answered the phone.

After answering the phone, he regretted it again. He was crying just now, and now he finally stopped crying, but he was panting badly. He might as well cry, what if he gets blocked as sexual harassment in a fit of anger.

Ye Hui was struggling, and the Great God said, "This is the first time I've seen someone scolding me and crying."

"Who/mother/cried." Opening his eyes and telling nonsense, Ye Hui must be counted as one.

"Then what are you doing?" The great god over there sounded a little helpless.

"I..." Ye Hui opened his mouth, but couldn't come up with a good explanation, so he simply made the word shameless to the extreme, "I just didn't cry, you change the opening line, or I'll die."

This threat can be said to be very unconvincing, but Ye Hui only felt that he was in a mess after crying a while ago, and he didn't think there was anything bad about it, but the god would probably ignore him.

Reality often catches you off guard and gives you a hard slap. The Almighty is silent for a few seconds, and his humming sound is clearly displayed on the phone, and then he hears the Almighty say.

"Are you masturbating to me?"

Ye Hui obviously felt that his breathing was stagnant, the snorting became quieter, and the gasping sound became louder. He opened his mouth to explain, but just now he asked the master to change the opening line, and regretted it for a while, even breathing hurts.

"you......"

wrong......

"I......"

Not right either...

The master spoke again, "Tsk, don't be a hooligan."

Ye Hui, "..." My brain hurts.

Again, "It's not good to play hooligans on Dad."

Ye Hui, "..." His whole body hurts.