As soon as Sang Zhaoguang sent the message, Lin Wannian called him via WeChat.
Seeing the caller profile picture above, he hesitated for a moment, but decided to answer the call and put on his hearing aid.
"Hello, Sang Zhaoguang." When Lin Wannian saw that the call was connected, he took the initiative to speak.
"Yeah, I'm here."
Lin Wannian lay on the bed, twisting his hair with his fingertips: "I have found a house, you will move to the new place with me tomorrow."
"Okay, maybe we'll move out in the afternoon, so the boss doesn't know about it yet."
"Well, tell me when you've dealt with your problem, and I'll come find you then."
"OK."
After saying this, the two didn't know what to say for a while.
Sang Zhaoguang clenched his cell phone tightly. In fact, he wanted to hear more of Lin Wannian's voice, but he didn't know what to say. He kept thinking about what topic to talk about.
"It's settled then. Bye."
"Night……"
Sang Zhaoguang was about to call out to him, but Lin Wannian had already hung up the phone.
He looked at the [Call Ended] message on WeChat and shrugged his shoulders, staring blankly at the screen.
About ten minutes later, he put down his phone and looked up at the night outside the window.
the next day.
Lin Wannian checked the data of several platforms and found that the number of likes for a video posted on Kuaishou suddenly increased to several hundred, and the number of fans was about fifty. There were comments and messages, as well as private messages asking for contact information.
Apart from a few who said he enjoyed the meal and recommended a few dishes, the rest who asked for his contact information were attracted by his face.
Lin sighed in his later years, sometimes he had to admit that appearance was a subjective impression, and if he wanted to develop long-term, he had to grasp this point and attract a handful of fans first.
afternoon.
Lin Wannian received a call from Sang Zhaoguang and finished packing.
He looked at the bags that he had to move downstairs and said, "Sang Zhaoguang, can you come over and help me move the bags? I'll help you move them when we get to your place."
"Can."
Sang Zhaoguang agreed without hesitation.
After Sang Zhaoguang hung up the phone, he walked down and borrowed a car. He lived opposite the school, and the road was a two-way street with only a narrow lane in the middle.
There is a certain amount of traffic at this time.
He was riding his bike waiting for the traffic light, and when the green light came on, he was about to turn the handlebars.
At this moment, a man suddenly ran to the route he was driving. He quickly changed direction, his body was unstable, and the hearing aid in his ear fell off, hitting the concrete road and breaking.
The moment the hearing aid falls off, the surrounding sounds disappear instantly.
His hearing failed.
Sang Zhaoguang stopped the car, quickly picked up the hearing aid that was broken into two pieces, looked up at the flashing green light, and drove over quickly.
Without sound, it seems like we have lost the ability to understand people.
Sang Zhaoguang lowered his eyes, looked at the broken hearing aid in his hand, put it in his pocket, gripped the handlebars tightly, and rode towards the dormitory building where Lin Wannian lived.
He parked the car and followed the students in the dormitory.
He had just graduated, was twenty-one years old, and still had a young face.
While Lin Wannian was waiting for Sang Zhaoguang to come, he played a game.
The dormitory door was open. When Sang Zhaoguang walked into Lin Wannian's dormitory, he saw the young man sitting with his legs crossed and looking at his phone. He opened his mouth and said, "Wannian."
Hearing someone calling him, Lin Wannian looked up at the door and saw that it was Sang Zhaoguang: "You're here."
However, Sang Zhaoguang did not respond. Instead, he looked at himself, pointed his index finger at his ear, and waved his hand.
This wave of operations confused Lin Wannian, [Da Huang, what happened to him? ]
【Deaf.】077 replied.
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