She cut off so mercilessly at that time, and didn't want to leave any room for him and her. If she wanted to start over now, she would be the first to turn around.

In fact, when she was in Beijing, she had many waverings.

Maybe because of my age, I just missed a little impulse and courage.

Just like now, she really wants to call him, but she is...

Just as Song Xiangsi thought of this, she suddenly heard the beeping of the phone. Before she could come back to her senses, a familiar voice rang in her ear: "Hey?"

Song Xiangsi's eyes rolled her gurgled twice, and then she realized that she had called Xu Jiamu's phone number at some point.

"Who are you?" Xu Jiamu's voice came from the phone again.

Song Xiangsi subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone, and then she heard Xu Jiamu inside and spoke again. This time his voice sounded a little low: "Do you love?"

Song Xiangsi's heartbeat suddenly dripped off, and she held her cell phone, feeling a little at a loss.

"Xi, it's you." As Xu Jiamu spoke again, Song Xiangsi heard the sound of a man getting up and walking through the phone. Then she raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was late at night in China.

Did she wake him up while he was sleeping?

Xu Jiamu was very patient. He was not impatient because she called, but he was reluctant to speak for a long time. On the phone, he seemed to lit a cigarette, and there was a very light sound of vomiting smoke rings. Then he spoke again, and his voice was magnetic: "Why don't you speak when you call?"

"Is something happened?"

"Are you listening? Lovesick?"

Song Xiangsi's tears that had finally stopped fell again. She tried hard to control her emotions, but she still sobbed accidentally. She was afraid that Xu Jiamu would notice her strangeness, so she quickly hung up the phone without thinking.

Every minute, her phone rang, which was called by Xu Jiamu. She didn't answer the call, but just curled up on the sofa, staring at the screen of the phone, flickering light and dark.

Xu Jiamu made about a dozen calls in succession, and finally there was no movement.

The room became particularly quiet, and Song Xiangsi buried her head on her knees helplessly.

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At about nine o'clock in the evening, Song Xiangsi's scratched area became red and swollen. She called Jiang Licheng and told him not to send Xiaohongdou back today.

At night, she was sleeping alone in bed and watched a movie. It was almost 1:00 a.m. before she fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as the next day, Song Xiangsi was woken up by a knock on the door. When she got up from the bed, she pulled to the place she had scratched yesterday. Her brain suddenly woke up because of the pain. She thought that Xiao Hongdou had left her for too long and started crying. She was sent back by Jiang Licheng, so she hurriedly ran out and quickly opened the door. She just shouted "Little Hongdou" in her mouth, and then she saw Xu Jiamu who was exhausted.

A trace of incredibility flashed in Song Xiangsi's eyes, she opened her mouth slightly, and looked straight at the man standing outside the door. After a while, she reluctantly made a voice: "Why are you here?"

Xu Jiamu did not answer her question, but looked at her up and down: "What happened to you?"
Chapter completed!