"I just don't believe that if I don't give her money, she can hold on for a long time!"
Sometimes you can't live like that, but you still have to beg for mercy from him.
His daughter will not give in unless she suffers a little outside.
In the living room, Tang Susu hung up the phone, put the phone down on the table, and turned towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
The next second, the phone rang again.
The girl frowned slightly, thinking that Tang Honghou was calling again.
She picked up the phone with her slender white fingers, and the screen lit up with an unfamiliar number.
She answered the call with her fingertips, her voice soft and polite, "Hello, you."
The other party told her that a courier had arrived.
Tang Susu was stunned, hung up the phone, and looked through the peephole to see the courier boy get off the elevator before opening the door.
There was a courier on the shoe cabinet.
She looked over and saw that the express box was beautifully packaged, but the sender didn't have it.
She took the package home with some doubts.
She remembered that she hadn't bought anything online recently?
Expressing a thick package is quite stressful, like a thick book.
She curiously opened the package, looked at what was inside, and opened her eyes wide in surprise.
The package contained a set of several hundred pages of Chopin's complete piano scores.
Oh my god, who sent this gift?
This is the gift she has always dreamed of!
It’s the last day of the year, and it’s great to receive this!
She held the gift and looked at it again and again with love.
After a while, she finally put down the music score.
The girl held her chin with her slender white fingers, staring at the music sheet, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes a little confused.
Who could have sent me this music sheet?
She moved here, and not many classmates knew her address.
Even fewer knew that she loved playing the piano.
He Zhimo's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
Could it be him?
She picked up her phone, looked at the address book and hesitated for a while, then lowered her head and dialed the number.
The phone was still as cold as before, and the cold, mechanical AI female voice told her that the other party was out of service area.
Tang Susu put her cell phone on the table, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes in a daze.
The communication is so bad now. I wonder which remote mountainous area He Zhimo is in now? He is actually out of service area.
However, when she thought about the plot of the novel, what he was doing now should be something that benefits mankind in the novel, and she couldn't help but curl her eyes again.
He Zhimo is really awesome!
The night gradually deepened.
The cold wind was blowing outside the window.
Tang Susu stood quietly in front of the French window.
There were thousands of lights outside, and her slender white fingers tightly grasped the music score.
This year, although I felt a little lonely, I also had happy things.
For example, she likes this piano score very much.
It’s a pity that there is no piano here, so she can continue playing the piano.
Finally, the midnight bell rang.
The girl closed her eyes and said softly to herself, Tang Susu, happy new year.
After the new year, there are still two years left and you can go back to school.
Then, she heard the cell phone on the living room table start to vibrate non-stop.
She turned around, picked up the phone with her slender white fingers, opened the communication page, and was startled.
There is such a long list of unread messages on my phone, all of which are New Year's greetings from classmates and friends.
There are also many blessings sent from unfamiliar phone numbers without any notes.
Tang Susu narrowed her eyes. Regardless of whether she knew the person or not, she answered them all seriously.
Thank you for the fact that this year, there are still so many people who remember her and give her blessings.
She deleted the message, locked her phone, and climbed into bed.
This night,
There was a lonely young man who was hesitant, but finally sent a blessing text message. He saw the reply text message, and his thin lips raised slightly. After a while, he sent the text message again, but no one replied.
There was a cool and arrogant young man who, after struggling with himself for a long time, pretended to compose a group text message, sent it out, received it, smiled, and immediately passed it on. No one replied.
Tang Susu lay on the bed, turned off the desk lamp, and prepared to go to sleep.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
She picked up the phone and was stunned when she saw the caller ID.
She sat up immediately and answered the phone.
The young man said in a deep voice, "Tang Susu, happy new year."
Tang Susu curved her eyes, "He Zhimo, you too, happy new year."
Downstairs of the apartment building, a young man stood under the dim street light. He seemed to have come in a hurry. He was thinly dressed, with dark eyes and obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he looked tired.
He looked up, quietly looking at the bedroom on the third floor, where a small, bright table lamp was quietly on.
Outside, countless clouds of smoke bloomed brilliantly in the night sky, which was extremely beautiful.
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