Half a Sect Master

Bishui thinks today's leader is very strange. First, the leader usually gets up very early, but today, they waited outside with a water basin until the sun was three poles, and the leader called them in.

Secondly, the leader has been distracted, other people can't see it, but she has served the leader for ten years, but she knows that although the leader still has a cold face, he seems to be thinking deeply, But in fact, it is absent-minded. And today, the sect master let them go out from time to time. When the sect master waved them away again, Bi Shui, who was walking at the back, couldn't hide his curiosity. Looking at the paper, Bi Shui shook his head, maybe the leader was worrying about the affairs of the church.

Yin Rui stared blankly at the contents of the letter, [What should I do, I want to hug you] What should I do, I want to hug you...

What to do, I want to hug you...

This sentence seems to have become a magic spell. No matter how Yin Rui forced himself not to think about it, he always hovered firmly in his mind. Stronger one point...

Waking up in the antique bed again, Bai Fan received a reply from Yin Rui, with only three simple words on it, [How to hug? 】 But these three words made Bai Fan stumped, yes, how to hold him? In the end, Bai Fan could only reply [Let me hug myself, this is your body, and it means hugging you. ] After writing, Bai Fan put his arms around his chest and hugged himself, but after finishing this somewhat joking action, he couldn't laugh anymore, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of helplessness.

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Next day

[This doesn't count. 】

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Night

【Oh, what do you say, or do you owe it? 】

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[…Okay, I owe it, I must pay it back later. 】

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The stone wall rumbled open, Yin Rui walked into the darkroom full of portraits, first stopped and looked at the portraits in the darkroom, and then walked to a big mahogany box in the middle of the darkroom. After unlocking the lock, he put the flattened letter paper in his hand. He looked at the entire box of letter paper and was silent for a long time.

Bai Fan must not know that every letter he has communicated with Yin Rui in the past ten years has been put into this large wooden box by Yin Rui, and even at the bottom of the box, there is still a paragraph pressed The long curtain... That was the beginning of Bai Fan's communication with Yin Rui.

To Yin Rui, these letters were the only thing that could prove the existence of Bai Fan.

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Bai Fan lived in Bai Mu for a long time. He heard that there was a new batch of wool at Laochangkou, Myanmar, and decided to return. Although Mother Bai was a little reluctant, she knew that her son's business was important, so she just told him to take his girlfriend with him next time and let him go.

Xiao Wang has already booked the air ticket, and Bai Fan can set off with a bag. Before boarding the plane, Bai Fan suddenly thought that he had not called Luo Shuai, and Luo Shuai said that if it was true If I want to thank him, I will call him when I go back, and I promise myself well, but after coming back, I have been procrastinating, and I have almost forgotten it until now. Luo Shuai will not think that he is not trustworthy.

Bai Fan thought about it, but still dialed the number that occupied the first place in the phone book.

Luo Shuai was in a bad mood during this time, taking out his mobile phone from time to time to check has become his habitual action, but the call never came.

Which Bai Fan is the culprit that disturbed his mood. Even he sometimes gets ruthless in his heart, Bai Fan, do you still think I'm still the Luo Shuai from ten years ago? Do you think that if you change your phone number now, you can send me again with just a few words, this time, I won't easy to let you go...

On this day, a few friends in the business field invited Luo Shuai to go out with him. Luo Shuai couldn't refuse.

At the stage of looking at people, he still closed his eyes and opened the room with almost no words.

When the two of them were rolling on the bed in high spirits, the phone rang. Luo Shuai is usually turned off at this time on weekdays, but today, for some special reason, he kept it on. When he heard the phone ringing, Luo Shuai's movements paused. The boy under Luo Shuai raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Luo Shuai's neck, panting, "Don't, ignore him, hurry up..."

Luo Shuai knew that the current situation was really not suitable for answering the phone, so he didn't bother, but the ringtone of the mobile phone didn't mean to stop at all, and Luo Shuai, who was playing the ringing music, was uneasy. Maybe it's also a very disturbing thing for the phone to keep ringing at this time. The boy pouted in dissatisfaction, "Who is it? It's really annoying."

Luo Shuai reached out and took the phone, but he froze when he saw the caller ID. He saw the word Bai Fan on it. At this moment, a new wave of ringtones When it rang, Luo Shuai hardly thought about it, and subconsciously pressed the answer button, but when Bai Fan's voice came out, he panicked, what was the situation?

"Hello, Luo Shuai."