Pet King

Shihua is too familiar with the interface of the live broadcast app. When not broadcasting, he often goes to the room of other anchors to see. At a glance, Zhang Zi'an was watching the live broadcast before, and he didn't have time to quit.

"Are you watching the live broadcast?" She asked knowingly.

"Oh, ah, Xiaoxue had a live broadcast before, as if her fans provided the sighting of the cat **** statue, so I just listened on the way back ... I just listened, didn't watch, didn't violate the traffic rules!" Zhang Zi'an coped with two sentences casually, quit the app without any trace, and then asked, "Do you know about the cat **** statue? I haven't said it?"

His topic turned a little deliberately, and Shihua glanced at him suspiciously. "Few have heard it. Fina has been sleeping during the day recently. It is said that she can be vigilant at night ... but it doesn't seem to matter to me."

"Oh, don't you think the cat **** statue didn't sleep during the day before it was lost?" Zhang Zi'an smiled, quickly turned back to see if a golden cat was squatting behind him.

He switched the phone to a contact and found Wei Kang's number. He wanted to dial it out, but Shihua eagerly reached out and said, "Let me dial!"

"You can dial it, but I'll talk about it after it's connected," Zhang Zi'an told.

He didn't want to exhaust himself to explain to Professor Wei Kang, why a girl uses his mobile phone to make a call in case of misunderstanding. It ’s important to know that middle-aged and elderly people like Professor Wei Kang often I like to introduce objects to young people. As a professor, should I know a lot of young female college students?

Speaking of which, he still has a little expectation for his trip to Egypt. It would be nice if there were young girls with beautiful breasts, thighs and long legs in the inspection team of his peers ... When he was in danger, he would be able to save the hero, leaving a short note. Memories ...

Shihua didn't know that his thoughts were so complicated at this time. She took his mobile phone, swiped her finger on the screen, and swiped several times without pulling it to the end, and immediately said enviously: "Wow! So many contacts!"

In contrast, only Zhang Zi'an was among her mobile contacts.

"Most of them are customers. They are added politely, but they have never been called before." Zhang Zi'an shrugged. "The person you are looking for is Professor Wei Kang. You can find it from ..."

"I know! Don't look down on me!" Shi Hua wrinkled his nose and gave him a vicious look.

Flipping over, her finger stopped over a contact.

This contact's name is only one word, not exactly the name, but a "Mom".

Seeing this word, Shihua's heart suddenly felt a little bit sorrowful. She knew that Zhang Zi'an's parents had died unexpectedly, and she had never seen her parents since she was born, and he had no relatives in the world like him.

The connection on this page is m. If you want to find it, you should continue to look down, but her finger turned the page up again. Unexpectedly, the word "dad" was found in b.

Is he not in the habit of regularly organizing phone books? Keeping numbers that can never be contacted until now, making the contact list more and more verbose? Or can an increasingly lengthy contact list make him feel psychologically satisfied and feel like a social master?

Zhang Zi'an and Shihua face each other, and the mobile phone screen is facing Shihua. He can't see what she's doing, thinking she hasn't found Wei Kang's name, so she urges: "Have you found it? Or I'll find it." "

Shihua is an activist. The so-called activist is to act before thinking, or not thinking, and she is annoyed by the contempt from Zhang Zi'an.

So she clicked the word "dad" almost without thinking.

[Dialing ...]

Shi Hua waited for a while. In her expectation, the call would definitely not work. She just wanted to hide it, which would make her very happy. After a few seconds, she was very old from the direction of another bedroom. The sound of local music is filled with the most dazzling national style beats.

She and Zhang Zi'an looked at the direction of the sound at the same time.

Zhang Zi'an didn't respond at first. He instinctively stepped forward to see who was calling. His father's acquaintances occasionally made this call within a month or two after his death. Most of them were wrong. After the communication, the middle school students were eager to ask for warmth or mourn their father, but after one or two months, the ringtones rarely rang, even if there were, it was nothing more than advertising.

He had just taken two steps and realized something was wrong. Why did it sound like this?

Before he could recover, the ringing was interrupted.

He hesitated to go over and look at who was calling, and then another still old-fashioned but different music sounded from the same direction again.

My mother does n’t know many people. The pet shop ’s business is usually contacted by his father. Even when she was alive, she did n’t have a lot of phone calls. Usually her neighbors invited her to play cards, dance square dances, or gossip. It sounded.

A ringtone may be a coincidence, and two coincidences are certainly not coincidences.

He should have thought about it early, but the ringtone he hadn't heard for a long time made him a bit stunned, and even his heartbeat speeded up unknowingly. He opened his mouth habitually and wanted to shout downstairs: "Mom! There you Phone! "

As soon as the words reached his lips, he returned to reality and closed his mouth slowly, no longer having to shout.

Not many people have both their parents and their two phone numbers. There will be no one other than him who will call one after the other after such a long time.

He finally understood it, turned around and stared at Shihua, yelling, "You are on the phone? If you do n’t do business, who made you call blindly? You just like to make fun?"

No matter how frustrating Shihua had been before ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~, he smiled, said with a pretense of imagination, and never really got angry, even though he had reason to be angry then; this time he was really angry, Not sure why he was angry.

If Fina had scolded her so much, she had always looked down on the stingy Zhang Zi'an and talked to her with this attitude, she would definitely stare at him with indifference, and then make a loud noise, but Today, she bowed her head abnormally and said, "I'm ... sorry ..."

Zhang Zi'an wanted to continue to scold her, but she did not expect that she would simply apologize with an acknowledgment of the wrong attitude, but instead made his next words all in her stomach. Maybe she should be educated or forgive her now.

Shihua looked up slightly, and the blue eyes of the sea were extremely bright. He pointed in the direction of the master bedroom and whispered, "You ... have you been charging them?" ...

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