"Ah, I can't sleep! I actually have insomnia...... How could I have insomnia! ”

Ling Fei rubbed her hair depressedly, rolling and screaming, her expression was extremely helpless, the upper floors of more than a dozen floors, the surroundings were obviously so quiet, why did she lose sleep.

After rolling around on the bed, she finally chose to sleep on her stomach, burying her little face in the lavender-scented pillow.

After a few minutes, she gave up again.

Staring at the dimly lit ceiling.

It didn't work.

Still can't sleep.

The night gets darker.

The clearer her mind became, and the figure of the man in blue yesterday and Song Tianmo's handsome figure appeared in front of her alternately.

She obviously didn't think about anything in her mind, why did those two people keep appearing in front of her eyes?

Ling Fei couldn't figure it out.

Since she couldn't sleep, she simply didn't sleep at all, stood up, lifted the quilt and got up.

Outside the window, the city is brightly lit, like a still gorgeous landscape painting, quiet and charming.

Ling Fei lay in front of the window, staring at the sky with her chin propped up for a while, because it was raining, and there was not even a moonlight.

was really bored, so she simply took the mobile phone on the side, swiped WeChat, and looked at various funny messages and videos in the circle of friends.

While looking at WeChat, his thoughts unconsciously flew to Song Tianmo's body again.

It's so late, but Song Tianmo didn't come back, and he didn't even make a phone call, thinking that before he went to socialize last time, he specially called her.

I'm really not used to it.

It seems that the morning is really angry.

Ling Fei tapped her fingers and pulled out Song Tianmo's name from WeChat, which Song Tianmo asked her to add a few days ago.

"Song Tianmo, when are you coming back?"

"Are you still angry, I called you at night, your voice is so cold."

"I can't sleep, I'm sleepless."

"It's raining outside, and I'm so bored on the windowsill alone."

……

Ling Fei kept writing strings of words on the screen of her mobile phone, erasing them word by word, and then typing them again, so as to kill time.

As for calling Song Tianmo?

Cough.

Forget it.

Thinking of the cold and indifferent look in his words this afternoon, Ling Fei decided that it would be better to take it slow and wait for her to fight tomorrow when his anger was almost gone.

At this time, she called again, and Song Tianmo responded coldly like that, she would be so entangled that she couldn't sleep all night.

"Song Tianmo, why haven't you come back yet, I can't sleep, without you, I'm insomnia, are you still angry with me, I have to go to class tomorrow, insomnia is so uncomfortable, come back quickly......"

Ling Fei was thinking about what he was going to say when he called Song Tianmo tomorrow, and his subordinates unconsciously quickly wrote out a string of words.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that she had written that without him, she would have insomnia and such numb words, her hands trembled, and her body shivered involuntarily.

It wasn't what she wrote!

It must not have been written by her.

The corners of Ling Fei's mouth twitched, and she was about to delete it quickly, when suddenly there was a strange sound downstairs, she was startled, her hand shook, and she directly clicked on the word send.

"Ah, it's over!"

Looking at the number of words that had been sent out and changed color and fixed on the screen, Ling Fei lay down at the window in a gloomy manner, wanting to cry without tears.

There was no strange sound coming from downstairs, and Ling Fei didn't bother to go downstairs to check, her eyes were glued to WeChat.

For a long time, WeChat did not respond.

Ling Fei's heart was slightly relieved.

Don't see it?

I guess I didn't see it!

As far as she knows, Song Tianmo is not open on WeChat at any time, is it not online?