My tablemate is idol

Zhai Yixun sat cross-legged on the carpet in his room, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, from which he could see the bright lights of tall buildings in the distance.

He supported his head with his left hand, and kept turning the new mobile phone on the carpet with his right hand.

Unreasonable.Why can it be perfectly avoided almost every time, and it is not angry or reported.

Zhai Yixun, who is used to hard food, finds it incredible.

He logged on to Weibo, registered a small account, followed Lin Hang's Chaohua, and kept flipping through it.

"Hang Hang when he was 7 years old! This round face and big watery eyes are so cute!"

——Hahahaha, really, Lin Hang was a little bit cute when he was a child.

"September, hello, you are the sunshine, the breeze, the trap, the little joy I can't extricate myself @林旅"

——…What the hell is this, boring.

"Did Chaohua hit the list today? Did you sign in? Did you do anti-crime work? Everyone is responsible for protecting Hangzhou."

——What is anti-blackness?

"Today's school uniform, I can't get out, it's great!"

——You probably haven’t seen me, Zhai Yixun, in my school uniform...

"Are there any sisters from No. [-] Middle School? Does Hanghang have a bad face in this photo? Do any sisters know what's going on?"

——emmm, it seems to be because of me.

Zhai Yixun almost wanted to complain about it after reading one, so he clicked into Lin Hang's official Weibo, and then...followed it.

Lin Hang's Weibo homepage only has 32 Weibo posts, most of which are reposts of some activities he participated in. There are no original Weibo posts, and he doesn't follow anyone.

It looks boring.But Zhai Yixun still flipped through these 32 Weibo posts over and over again.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep, and for some reason, he added him through the QQ group of the class.

"10" requests to add you as a friend.

Under the dim night light, a dazzling message lit up on the phone screen.Lin Hang picked up the phone.

Remarks: I am Zhai Yixun

Lin Hang hesitated for two seconds and passed.

"hang" approved your friend request.

10: Didn't sleep?

10: (Sends a row of grinning emojis)

10: What are you doing?

10: hello?Deskmate?

10: Lin Hang?

10: Hang Hang?

Hang: …………

hang: If you fart, let it go.

10: Tsk, I'm usually quite cold, how come I started to liberate myself on QQ.

10: Emmm, I just want to ask you how you are, I saw you vomit at noon.

Hang: ...

Isn't it your fault? Lin Hang was speechless.

10: Well...you feel better now...

hang: ah.

10: That's OK

10: (send several panda head emoticons)

Hang: ...ready to sleep.

10: Ah...so fast.

Hang: Bro, it's almost 12 o'clock.

When Zhai Yixun saw the word "brother", his Adam's apple rolled and he turned over.

10: (voice message) Then... you go to bed early.

Um?He sent a voice message?He clicked on it, and there was a low voice, because it was lying on the bed, it was different from what he heard during the day, and it was a little more sexy.

hang: (voice message) Hmm.

Neither responded again.However, he did not sleep.Each of them repeated the voice of the other party no less than ten times.

Zhai Yixun must have heard the word "um" dozens of times.Very short, very clean, very crisp, very delicate sound.It's the kind of voice that will strangle people into a gentle place as soon as they sing.

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Started chatting online.Chatting online is usually the beginning of breaking through the psychological defense line hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha