Ever since Su Xiaoling got Song Yansheng's phone number, she hasn't found a chance to call him.

After a busy day, I finally had some free time in the evening.

She took a hot shower and then put on a face mask.

Only then did he lie in bed, pondering how to initiate a conversation.

After thinking for a while, Su Xiaoling still couldn't come up with a good solution, so she gritted her teeth.

He entered the phone number and sent a text message to Song Yansheng.

"Hello Mr. Song, I am Su Xiaoling. Thank you for helping me clarify the rumors circulating online."

I didn't receive a reply for a long time after sending the text message.

Su Xiaoling bit her lip. Don't modern phones have an automatic spam filtering function?

Did he not receive her text message?

I definitely didn't receive it. Should I try again?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoling posted another message.

"I left in a bit of a hurry that day. Are you feeling better?"

Whew~

She'll wait a little longer; if they don't reply soon, she'll call.

This is the first time she's actively pursuing a guy, and her heart is racing; she feels both nervous and excited.

To distract herself, Su Xiaoling decided to play a couple of games.

She's recently become obsessed with PUBG, even though she's really bad at it, she's just incredibly lucky.

Skills are developed through practice. Practice more, and let your teammates down a few times, and you'll naturally improve.

Su Xiaoling was playing when she suddenly received a text message reply from Song Yansheng.

Her hand trembled, and she quickly exited the game.

My heart started pounding wildly as I opened the text message.

"Much better, thank you."

Is it really that cold-hearted?

Su Xiaoling scratched her head. It seemed this young man was not easy to flirt with.

She squinted and ripped off the face mask.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face again, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

I stared intently at the five words on the screen—no, with punctuation, it should be seven.

She gritted her teeth, picked up her phone again, and sent a text message back.

"Would it be convenient to add each other on WeChat or QQ? I have a few questions about games that I'd like to ask you (^_?)?☆"

With trembling hands, she sent the text message.

What if he decisively rejects her in a moment?

Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward?

But this time, Su Xiaoling quickly received a reply from Song Yansheng.

"good."

good?

What the hell is that?

She wasn't given her WeChat or QQ number, so how was she supposed to add her as a friend?

Just as Su Xiaoling was about to shamelessly ask again, a WeChat notification sound rang out.

She opened WeChat and saw a friend request.

The person's nickname was sys, and the verification message was: Song Yansheng.

Su Xiaoling immediately realized that her WeChat was set to be searchable via mobile phone, so...

He actually took the initiative to add her as a friend!

Hahaha……

Happy (^3^)

Su Xiaoling immediately clicked "agree".

She changed Song Yansheng's nickname to "Future Husband".

That's how straightforward it is.

She has a very straightforward personality; once she decides to flirt, she'll take responsibility.

Su Xiaoling quickly sent a message to Song Yansheng.

"It's getting late. You're a patient, you should get some rest. I'll ask you about the game tomorrow."

"good evening."

I'll leave myself an excuse so I can chat with him again tomorrow.

On the other side, Song Yansheng lay in her hospital bed, looking at her phone.

Her gaze softened slightly.

Suddenly, he felt annoyed.

He shouldn't have agreed.

But for some reason, he couldn't control his hands.

He was happy and overjoyed to see her take the initiative to contact him.

In the end, emotions prevailed over reason.

He stared at his phone screen for a long while before replying with just two words.

"good evening."

He lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, looking utterly exhausted.

Let him be willful this once.