Cherry Orchid Red and White Roses

Bian Rizeye sat huddled on the bed, dropped his mobile phone at the foot of the bed, the unknown number flashed again and again, Bian Rizeye's slender fingers caressed the rear speaker of the ringtone, covering some of the sound, his face was a little pale, hateful The bell was still ringing in his ears, and one of his fists was clenched tightly.

The ringing ended, and it didn't take long for the second time to ring again. He finally couldn't bear it and picked up the phone, frowning and saying.

"That's enough! I won't be polite if you continue to fucking continue."

"Is something wrong with Ze Ye? I'm Jing Ye."

Bian Rizeye was taken aback for a moment, his face softened, and he said softly: "It's okay, I'm a salesman on the phone, planning to discuss tomorrow's Chunfei?"

"I have already reported to Guangxin, senior honey and senior Tian, ​​but we have unanimously decided to take a small revenge on the supporting role of same-sex love, what does Zeye think?"

"It's time to bully His Highness, he's been too awkward recently." Bian Rizeye said.

"What about you? I think you've been busy with me. Isn't it kind of awkward? You're not very flattering."

The hand holding the phone froze slightly, and the smile on Bian Rizeye's face slowly sank. He didn't know what to say, let alone a man who awkwardly said that it was good to be harassed by the same sex. There is also the matter of Chunfei.

"I'll tell you again after the matter of Chunfei is over! Is that okay?"

"it is good."

"Then I'll hang up first, see you at school tomorrow, good night."

"Well Goodnight."

There was a busy tone on the phone over there, and Bian Rizeye was leaning against the bed helplessly, the photos that had been stuffed in the closet for the past two days appeared in his mind, even the private photos outside the house, it can be seen that the person has no idea Unknowingly following him to his residence, Bian Rizeye let out a long breath, caressing the phone with his hands, his face was full of tiredness, and the sound of heavy breathing eroded every corner of the bedroom.

The appearances of the guests passed by in front of my eyes, and I ruled out the possibility of each guest. I only felt that my head hurt more, and I couldn't help but open the bedside table to find cigarettes. Only when I remembered, I realized that this is not in the third dimension, but the smoke is here. Kind of thing, I have already quit.

Bian Rize sighed at night, the cell phone rang again by his ear, he answered the unknown number helplessly, put the cell phone by his ear, his bony fingers trembled slightly...

"Princess Bianli...why ignore me, I like you! I like you so much! I like you...I like you..."

The sharp sound of the voice changer rang in his ears, Bian Rizeye held back his temper, stopped the sharp and piercing electric voice, and said he liked it over and over again, his heart began to feel cold, he bit down Lips, a sneer came out of his lips.

"Damn it, I don't know where you got my phone number from, but my patience is limited!"

Bian Rizeye's Chinese was completely incomprehensible to that person, so he kept repeating that he liked you over and over again, Bian Rizeye bit his lower lip tightly, and immediately hit the phone in his hand on the ground, his ears suddenly fell silent, Bian Rizeye Ze Ye took a deep breath and shrank into the bed.

With the flow of one thing after another in my mind, I gradually became tired, pulled the quilt tightly with my hands, and closed my eyes.

Outside the door, Li Qianyue called Feng Jingye, with a melancholy expression and frowning.

"Qianyue? Is there something wrong at this late hour?"

"Mr. Jing Ye, I can feel that my brother's mood is very unstable. It has been like this recently. Is there something in the school that makes him uncomfortable." Bian Li Qianyue said with a worried face.

"It's nothing. It may be that there are a lot of things in school recently. It's nothing."

"No! Absolutely not like that! I can feel my brother's mood. He must be afraid of something! I will also be affected by my brother's emotions." As he spoke, Qianyue's voice couldn't help becoming agitated.

"Well, I will pay more attention, it's okay, you go to bed early! It's getting late."

"Then please trouble Jingye-jun, good night, Jingye-jun."

On the other side, Feng Jingye said good night and hung up the phone, revealing a hint of haze under the framed glasses.

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