"Compounded?"

Wang Zibo almost didn't turn his head, and immediately he didn't have to type it all too familiarly and replied: "Didn't you say that Zhao Zheng cheated, and never forgive him again?"

This message seems to have fallen to the sea. Huang Hui probably didn't think it was necessary to explain the reason for this to Wang Zibo, so she did not reply.

Waiting is always anxious, especially for the current Wang Zibo, he can't concentrate on doing anything.

A customer came to send the courier, and he received with a strong smile;

A part-time student came to ask questions, and he responded as if nothing had happened.

However, I often make mistakes, and I suddenly get stuck in the middle of my speech. I use a word to express it as "destroyed", that is, the soul is gone, the head is confused, but the body is still there, relying on consciousness to speak and do things.

Wang Zibo's eyes lit up only when the "ding" from PHS received a message, and he found that it was just an operator's text message, and put it in his pocket with disappointment.

There was no reply to the first message. Wang Zibo sent the second and third messages. He is now a drowning person and must hold on to a life-saving straw.

How to catch it?

It is through constantly sending messages that she simply hopes that Huang Hui can change her mind.

Article 2: Sister Xiaohui, Zhao Zheng is a scumbag, please don't be obsessed with it. Didn't you say that you should look for a steady boy last time?

Article 3: Sister Xiaohui, where are you now, I want to find you.

But without exception, Huang Hui did not move.

Wang Zibo's chest was cramping, and there seemed to be something missing somewhere in his heart. The autumn weather had to breathe in to maintain it, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to feel bored.

Night fell unknowingly, Wang Zibo didn't even notice it, until the part-time students went to dinner one by one, packed their things and left the store one by one.

At this time, with a "ding", Huang Hui's message finally arrived. Wang Zibo was nervous about jumping out of his throat and turned on PHS in a panic.

"Zhao Zheng said to marry me, thank you for your concern."

"marry?"

Wang Zibo received another heavy hammer in his chest, making it even more uncomfortable.

In fact, if Chen Hansheng was here, he could see through it at a glance.

Zhao Zheng has absolutely no plans to get married. This is a story of a male liar making a female liar happy. After the female liar believes, she kicks the honest person who helped her find a job.

The matter is not over. When the female liar finds out that she is fooled again, the role of the honest person will be reflected again.

However, Chen Hansheng didn't know these things, because Wang Zibo didn't dare to say, he didn't know how humble his behavior was, but he just couldn't control it and wanted to contact him.

Maybe the other party is not beautiful, maybe the other party is not noble, but just happens to look and like it.

When the door was closing at 9 o'clock in the evening, Wang Zibo realized that he was going back to the dormitory, but he didn't want to leave at all.

"Jingle Bell."

PHS suddenly rang, Wang Zibo glanced at his father's phone.

"What happened to you this afternoon, did you argue with your mother?"

"You are almost 20 years old, can you be more sensible?"

"Your mother sold pickles to raise tuition for you back then, a few steel tongs and several steel tongs, have you forgotten?"

"Now your mother is so annoyed by you that you can't eat dinner and sleep, are you worthy of her?"

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Listening to his father’s scolding, Wang Zibo endured the tears of the afternoon, but he did not dare to expose, letting the tears wash his face silently, sniffing his nose and said, “Sorry, Dad, I shouldn’t be with me. Mom quarreled."

Wang Zibo's father also froze for a while, this is a bit abnormal, usually Wang Zibo must quarrel with himself.

"Be careful in the future, and think more about it's not easy for me and your mother."

Wang Zibo's father said harshly and hung up the phone.

When he lost his love, he was scolded by his father again. At this time, the only thing Wang Zibo thought of was his best friend Chen Hansheng.

While wiping his tears, he dialed Chen Hansheng. The phone rang for a long time before connecting.

"What's the matter to make a long story short, I'm playing cards... Hey, Lao Yang, you're boring, Lao Tzu is a double dunk, and the score of the hole card has to be doubled."

Hearing the noise, it was obvious that Chen Hansheng was playing cards.

"Little Chen..."

When Wang Zibo spoke, he was crying, and Chen Hansheng was shocked: "Damn, why are you crying? What happened to Uncle Wang and Aunt Lu?"

Based on Chen Hansheng's social experience, the phone call after 9 o'clock in the evening is likely to be a problem with the other party's family.

"No, they are fine."

Wang Zibo tried his best to suppress emotions: "I just want to find you a drink."

"Fuck, don't scare me if it's okay."

However, from Chen Hansheng's perspective, since Wang Zibo's parents are fine, it is Wang Zibo's own business, and he is relieved.

"You got kicked by the donkey, it's 9 o'clock, drink a fart... Laozi, this put us in the house."

Chen Hansheng was playing cards while talking with Wang Zibo.

"Xiao Chen, I really can't find anyone, I feel very sad."

Wang Zibo said in pain.

Chen Hansheng was upset: "I've said that I'm not free, I'm playing cards, don't be sad, don't look at the time when you want to drink."

"Dududu."

Wang Zibo listened to the microphone again, it was already busy, and he wiped away his tears and put down the PHS.

Wang Zibo wouldn't blame Chen Hansheng, this is his character, his own problems are trivial things that are not worth mentioning in his opinion, but this is good, there is no need to be made fun of.

Wang Zibo was sitting alone in the store. Not long after, the glass door was suddenly pushed open, and two slim figures appeared.

It was Xiao Rongyu and her roommate Bian Shishi. It was cold outside, and both of them were tightly wrapped.

Wang Zibo was crying, he quickly wiped it with his sleeve: "Why are you here?"

Xiao Rongyu took off the scarf: "We came here, Xiao Chen said you might have something wrong~lightnovelpub.net~ Let me take a look first."

"What about others?" Wang Zibo asked blankly.

"On the way too."

Xiao Rongyu pulled the chair and sat down. He huffed and said, "I was rehearsing at the time. He made several calls in a row. You understand Xiao Chen's temper. You can also blame me for being too slow. What happened?"

"Actually, it's nothing big, thank you."

Wang Zibo felt very grateful, he didn't know what to say.

"What to do so politely, we only need 10 minutes to come."

Xiao Rongyu handed the paper towel over and motioned to Wang Zibo to wipe away his tears.

"Jingle Bell."

The PHS rang again. It was his father's phone. Although he scolded himself for unknown reasons, Wang Zibo was still connected.

"That one."

My father's voice seemed embarrassing: "When I just hung up, I seemed to hear you crying..."

"No, it's too cold, I sniffed."

Wang Zibo replied immediately, he was ashamed to let his parents know about him.

"Oh, that's good."

My father hadn’t read any books, his emotional expression was always dull, and he didn’t know how to comfort people. He said for a long time, “If something is going on, you can talk to Chen Hansheng, that kid is more clever than you, so follow him. You won’t suffer if you mix up."

"Understood, Dad, I'll hang up first if it's okay."

"Ang, um, um, just go home and see if you have nothing to do. Your mother made pig skin jelly, which was your favorite when you were a kid..."

Listening to his father's uncomfortable comfort, imagine the scene where the best friend cursed and drove over, and Xiao Rongyu as a friend, put down the rehearsal and rushed over.

At this moment, Wang Zibo's heart suddenly felt warm.

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