On an ordinary late night.
Hua Jian diagnosed herself as a bootlicker.
She is inexplicably obsessed with Bo Lin's perfume and wants to find an identical replacement.
He was inexplicably interested in Bo Lin and added Bo Lin's WeChat for no apparent reason.
I always feel restless in wanting to talk to Bo Lin, and even though I know Bo Lin won’t reply, I am still happy to send him WeChat messages, just like now.
After sending another WeChat message to Bo Lin, the lines of blue-green message bars on the phone looked very funny.
Hua Jian even suspected that Bo Lin didn't use WeChat at all.
How could someone receive so many messages and not reply to any of them, or block or delete them?
He thought there were only two reasons.
One reason is that Bo Lin doesn't care about Hua Jian at all, but because he is Qi Fanling's teacher, he is embarrassed to delete it.
Another reason is that Bo Lin doesn't use WeChat at all.
Hua Jian would like to believe it was the second one.
So after he sent the message again, he couldn't help but ask Qi Fanling.
"Fan Ling, does a busy man like your uncle usually use WeChat?"
Qi Fanling had no doubts: "Yes, he used to teach me a lesson just before class. He even sent me a WeChat message to lecture me and told me to pay attention."
Hua Jian's face darkened. "Haha, how did your uncle send it? Can I see it?"
Qi Fanling was very obedient. He found the WeChat messages with Bo Lin and showed them to Hua Jian.
Hua Jian didn't give up when he saw the familiar avatar, so he clicked on the avatar's homepage again.
It was exactly the same as the dead WeChat in his phone.
"Teacher Hua, are you okay? What happened to my uncle's WeChat?"
"It's all right, it's great! It couldn't be better!"
Hua Jian's heart, which had been hanging high in the air, finally died.
Bo Lin simply ignored him and showed disdain for him.
Tsk, I guess he felt like he was being harassed when he received his message?
Hua Jian felt like her heart was filled with weeds, blocked and dry.
Because of her appearance, Hua Jian was often harassed by her same-sex friends.
He still remembers that disgusting feeling of rejection.
Is Bo Lin also disgusting now?
Bo Lin was on a business trip, and Qi Fanling saw him again a week later.
She chirped like a happy little bird and told Bo Lin what had happened recently.
She showed Bo Lin all her recent test scores and make-up homework, waiting for his praise.
Bo Lin knew that she had made great progress, so he was generous with his praise and promised to take her out to play during the winter vacation.
Qi Fanling was even happier.
"Uncle, let me ask you something. Did you and Teacher Hua have a quarrel?"
Bo Lin frowned: "I'm not familiar with him."
Qi Fanling rolled her eyes, and Bo Lin looked up at her: "What's the matter?"
"Last week in class, Mr. Hua specifically asked me if I didn't use WeChat. But when he saw you replying to me on WeChat, his defense immediately fell apart and his face changed drastically!"
Bo Lin paused, pursed his lips, and lowered his eyes: "Don't use random words, such as breaking defenses and nonsense."
Seeing that he was unhappy, Qi Fanling stopped talking.
On the way back to the company, Bo Lin's WeChat was bombarded with messages from Lu Zexi.
Knowing that he was back from a business trip, Lu Zexi yelled at him to drink.
Bo Lin casually replied "OK", exited the chat history with Lu Zexi, and went to the main page.
The chat boxes on the main page are arranged in the order in which the messages are received.
The avatar that had been at the top a few days ago and sent messages at a fixed time every day was squeezed to somewhere unknown.
Bo Lin stared at it expressionlessly, then moved his finger and scrolled down the page.
I turned to the third page and saw Hua Jian's chat box. There was no red message prompt, indicating that every message in this dialog box was read.
The last message was a week ago.
That is the time of the last class that Qi Fanling mentioned.
After staring at Hua Jian's name for a long time, Bo Lin's left ear felt hot as if it were on fire.
When I think of this person, I think of the last time when he helped me get into the car, and his fingers rubbed my left ear intentionally or unintentionally.
It is so intimate and close that it makes people feel at a loss and extremely embarrassed.
At that time, Bo Lin thought Hua Jian just touched him accidentally, but he didn't expect Hua Jian to be so excessive.
Starting from that small alley, she didn't let go until she handed him over to Old Jinhua Jian reluctantly.
Bo Lin's ears are very sensitive, and no one has ever touched him like this in more than 20 years.
Only Hua Jian, at that moment, Bo Lin's legs were soft and his waist was weak.
He was so shocked, ashamed and angry that he didn't have the strength to scold or push Hua Jian away.
After they missed the opportunity, no matter how angry Bo Lin was, he had to pretend that it never happened.
Bo Lin pursed his lips and his face flushed red, which was similar to the redness on his left ear.
He thought it was better not to send the message. If he did, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and beat the boy up.
Hua Jian has been in a very low mood recently, even Brother Sun has noticed it.
He told Hua Jian both explicitly and implicitly, meaning that he should not bring his emotions to the live broadcast in the evening.
Hua Jian: "I know, Brother Sun. I just didn't get enough rest these past two days. As soon as the camera started, I got into the zone."
Brother Sun said doubtfully, "Okay, we'll broadcast it today and stop it tomorrow, Monday night."
Their bar business has been booming recently, and the employees are exhausted from working around the clock.
"Brother Sun, is anyone coming to the room you reserved tonight? I have a customer who suddenly wants to come over, and there's no room here."
"Don't set your sights on that room, kid. Do you know who it's for? The young master of the Lu family, you're tired of living by using his room?"
Hua Jian suddenly opened her eyes. Could the young master of the Lu family be Lu Zexi?
Lu Zexi is coming to drink, will Bo Lin come too?
Bo Lin stood at the back door of So without moving. Lu Zexi asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
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