Good Morning, Mr. President!

She felt that if she talked to him, she would make her worse. She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and pushed him out of the ward. After taking two steps, he turned around and stuffed the flower he had brought into his arms. "You go away! I will be like you have never been! I will never marry you anyway!"

"Hey! You loose me, I have legs!" Chi Huan shuddered, the first time that she had been driven away by a girl.

Before leaving the ward, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly sounded at this moment. When Song Zhixing heard this voice, the whole person stunned, and all the movements stopped abruptly.

When Chi Huan saw that she suddenly had no movement, she looked at her suspiciously, and did not immediately answer the phone, only holding the flower and preparing to go out. Song Zhixing returned to God, ‘咚咚’ ran to the door of the ward in two steps, leaned against the door panel that was closing, spread his hands and stopped him.

Chi Huan hummed, "Remorse?"

"Yes, I regret it." Song Zhixing smiled. "That ... your phone is ringing all the time, don't you listen to the phone?"

Chi Huan felt that she was particularly weird, especially the smiley face, which made him feel creepy. But the phone keeps ringing. Chi Huan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. He is the old man at home and must have asked him about his meeting with Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing leaned on the door panel, anyway, not to let Chi Huan go. Chi Huan was talking on the phone, using the J language, she couldn't understand a word. It doesn't matter, she is not interested anyway, what is interested is the mobile phone in his hand.

Chi Huan has been calling with her back to her, but she feels a thorn in her back all the way. I hung up the phone, turned my face, and saw that she kept staring at the mobile phone in her hand.

He carried his mobile phone behind him, "Aren't you trying to rob?"

"... If I really wanted it, would you give it to me?" Where did Song Zhixing still have the attitude? A 360 ° turn is what she said.

"Don't even think about it!" Chi Huan put the phone back in his pocket. "I have to go now, bye."

"Don't!" Song Zhi dragged him.

"Let go!" He rubbed her hand impatiently. Song Zhixing cheated, and both hands clung to Chi Huan's arms. "If you borrow my cell phone, I will make a call! If you don't borrow, I won't let you go today!"

"... what are you doing?

"Don't you want to marry me? If you call me on my cell phone, I'll tell my grandfather that I won't marry you. If you don't call me, I'll marry you when I go back!"

Chi Huan was amused by her. "You can't be so rude for a phone call?"

"What is the martial arts? Can it be used as money and phone calls, so that I can walk from this ghost place?" Song Zhixing said more and more frustrated and more manic.

I was so annoyed that I almost lost my life, and I couldn't even make a phone call. This was really a frustrating thing.

Chi Huan looked at her as excited as playing chicken blood for a while, and looked downcast for a while, which was very interesting. Did not rush away, left her aside, and sat down in a chair by the bed.

"Do you want to call?" He was sitting proudly like an uncle.

"Well." Song Zhixing heard him asking immediately, as if he had seen the dawn, and he couldn't care less about his attitude, and was especially pleased to meet him.

"Okay, then insert the flowers first."

Song Zhixing hurriedly inserted the flowers into the vase at the bedside. Thinking of his wonderful phone, I felt the flower became bright for a while. Even that nasty guy has become a lot more handsome.

"I'm a guest anyway. Pour me a cup of tea."

Song Zhixing knew this guy was embarrassing himself. Although she was weak, she still had strength. She poured a cup of tea for him, and whispered, "It's too much to torture the patient."

"What did you say?" Chi Huan took the water and gave her a glance.

"Nothing. I said, if you can lend me a cell phone to make a call, it will be my greatest benefactor! I will remember you forever."

She had a look of resentment that made Chi Huan laugh. It didn't really bother her any more, took the phone out of her pocket and threw it to her. Song Zhixing was holding the phone and almost didn't cry.

She was so agitated that she even trembled her fingers. "You ... you mobile phone, can you dial international numbers?"

"Of course." Chi Huan felt she asked nonsense. Which mobile phone is still behind to make international calls? Unless it is soil bun.

When Song Zhixing heard this, he almost jumped up with joy.

Holding her cell phone, she quickly pressed the string of familiar numbers and shrank into the corner. She was still ill, and suddenly she became energetic. Listening to the sound of the "beep" on the phone, my heart almost popped out of my chest.

She hasn't contacted Tang Yu for a long time ...

I knew for the first time that it was just a phone call and it could be so nervous.

However, she waited and waited, always thinking that when the mobile phone would be connected by the other party, the voice from the mobile phone was always "beep". In the end, the beeping sound ceased, leaving only a series of J Mandarin that she couldn't understand at all.

She flipped her phone and continued to call.

Played three times in a row, but didn't pick up there. As a result, a few short sounds ‘嘀嘀 嘀 ——’ here, the phone suddenly blacked out the screen.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhixing was anxious, pressing his finger several times, the screen didn't turn on again. Annoyed, she couldn't help complaining, "What kind of cell phone are you on? It's broken!"

Chi Huan looked at her with a nervous look. "Miss, a little common sense, this is out of power."

"Did you bring a charger?"

"I'm here to visit a doctor. What are you doing with the charger?"

When Song Zhixing heard this, he threw the mobile phone back to him, and fell to his bed weakly. Because of the huge sense of gap, the joy and expectation just now have become even greater loss. This feeling is really terrible!

She spent a lot of time and in the end, he didn't even hear his voice, even a ‘hello’.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt sad, and the more despair she felt, she was afraid that she would really spend it like this all the time, and a moment of sorrow came from it, and tears soon came out.

"Hey, aren't you crying?" Chi Huan came over and patted her shoulder.

It's okay not to ask, and when asked, Song Zhixing's mood was a bit stretched. She started crying, buried her face in the bed, and waved back to Chi Huan's hand, "You don't care about me."

"It's not that I left it dead, you can't blame me."

"Let's go. I want to stay by myself."

"Hey! After using me, you're in a hurry? Where did you just go for that dog leg?"

"You're so annoyed." Song Zhixing is so sad and dying now that he really has no heart to deal with Chi Huan. She pushed Chi Huan out.