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This phone call is really mysterious.

Duan Feifan didn't even answer. When he walked out with his cell phone, he kept singing, like a proud third party.

After walking to the stairs outside, Duan Feifan answered the phone while walking down.

Jiang Kuo couldn't even hear Duan Feifan's "heat", and could not tell who called from his tone.

Depend on.

He looked at the little Duan Feifan who was still frozen on the screen.

Kid, do you know how annoying you will grow up?

Jiang Kuo wanted to stand up and walk for two steps, but he still sat down and didn't move.

He didn't know that Duan Feifan went downstairs to answer the phone, or he was just sneaking down the stairs to answer the phone. They were now in the stage of "taking a step back". He didn't want to pay too much attention to Duan Feifan's affairs, nor did he want Duan Feifan to feel that he was too concerned about his affairs.

Eavesdropping on the phone is something that you will never do, but after all, Duan Feifan is hiding from him to answer the phone now. With this sneaky mentality, maybe he will be sneaky when watching any movement.

Jiang Kuo still decided to keep it solidified on the chair.

He lay on the back of the chair, leaned forward, looked at the buttons on the all-in-one machine, clicked a replay, and quickly pressed the volume button. The host's high report only shouted out, and then gradually became lower afterwards.

It was not until Xiao Duan Feifan and Lao Uncle appeared on the stage that he turned the volume a little more.

"Thank you, uncle and aunt for supporting us!"

When Jiang Kuo heard this, he smiled.

The sound of this all-in-one machine is really hard to describe. In addition, the sound quality of this disc was probably very strong at the beginning. It sounds not very satisfying.

But Xiao Duan Feifan is very good-looking.

Duan Feifan's face was a little round in the first year of junior high school, and he was cute and handsome. He was already very handsome in every move. He was already quite tall, much taller than his peers, so he could take on the job of sending people home, and he could pack two yuan a week.

Jiang Kuo lay on the back of the chair and stared at the screen, watching Duan Feifan sing, watching him jumping on the stage, waving to the audience below, watching him clapping his uncle with his high fives, and watching him walk off the stage.

"The next contestant! Yes!" The host's sharp and high voice sounded again.

Jiang Kuo was still immersed in a small extraordinary world, and was frightened by this throat and his heart was jumping to the bottom of his tongue.

He pressed the pause button and breathed out.

Then he turned around and looked outside the door, but there was still no one.

The song of the Niu Sandao combination was more than four minutes, which means that Duan Feifan's call had been answered for almost five minutes and had not finished it.

This feeling is very difficult.

Jiang Kuo was very unhappy, and the cute and handsome little Duan Feifan couldn't cure the unhappiness.

He waited for two minutes and stood up, dragged the chair a lot to the side, creating a bigger noise, reminding Duan Feifan who didn't know where to hide.

I'm going to come down!

I don't want to hear your shameful phone call!

You'd better hide for me!

You talk to the things on the other end of the phone to make me feel good, don’t let me hear a little!

wrong!

You'd better hang up the phone!

Jiang Kuo walked out of the room, walked to the stairs and looked down. No one was there. He went down the stairs, and there was no one on the second floor. When he went down to the first floor, he only saw the old uncle standing in the outer room, looking at the half-closed store door in a daze.

Hearing his footsteps downstairs, the old uncle turned around and asked with a smile: "Have you finished watching?"

"Yeah," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I read it twice, uncle, you play the accordion very well."

"It's also average," the old uncle waved his hand with a smile, and said with a modest expression, but his expression was very proud. "I always pulled him when I was young, but I only got it well at that time. I won't touch you after getting married. No, no, no."

"I think Duan Feifan has pulled him, he is far worse than you." Jiang Kuo said.

"He! Then he will definitely not work. Compared with him, I am a professional!" said the old uncle.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo nodded, "he can make a sound."

"Are you looking for him?" The old uncle came to his senses and pointed to the back door. "He went outside and called, but he didn't know who's calling, so he had been calling for such a long time."

"It's okay, I won't look for him," said Jiang Kuo, "I'm going back."

"Is it going back to school?" The old uncle glanced at the time, "It's past ten o'clock, it's time to rest. Today I took the bus and went to the store to work. Are you very tired?"

"I'm a little sleepy," Jiang Kuo smiled. "I'll go back to the school dormitory first. I'll have no one to live in the house I rented for more than ten days, and it's gone into dust."

"Call Duan Feifan," said the old uncle, "it's right behind."

No!

I won't shout!

I'll leave directly!

"No need, he is calling. I guess there is something wrong," Jiang Kuo went over to drag his suitcase, "I'm leaving, I'll have to go to the store tomorrow."

"Okay," the old uncle supported himself, "Get a break early."

"Uncle, you..." Jiang Kuo dragged his suitcase and walked to the back door for two steps and stopped, pointing to his waist, "Don't always stand, stand up and bear the force."

"I got it," said the old uncle with a smile, "I just... look, look, I'll leave in two days... I'll rest now."

Jiang Kuo left the back door, and the passage at the back became much wider. In the past, every store had things placed in the back passage, tables, chairs, and stoves. Now they are all empty.

However, the passage was empty and could see the head at a glance, and not Duan Feifan.

What the hell is this call from someone?

Do you need Duan Feifan to hide for 800 miles to pick him up?

Just do whatever you want.

I agreed to take a step back and take a step back.

Not to mention that he had agreed to take a step back, he wouldn't care about the phone number even if he didn't take a step back.

Yes.

Jiang Kuo tskated, dragged his suitcase to the market gate, and planned to go outside to sweep a small electric car and go back to school.

As soon as he walked to the gate, his face suddenly became cold.

Water fell on his face.

When he touched his face, several drops of water fell on his face.

It's raining?

Jiang Kuo was stunned for a few seconds, struggling with whether to go back to Niu Sandao to get an umbrella, and finally continued to walk forward. This little rain was nothing, so he swept the car for a few minutes and arrived at the dormitory.

But when he dragged his suitcase to the parking spot, the raindrops were already very dense. In his current state, he would have been soaked when he forced his return to school.

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo was really depressed. He stood under the eaves of the shop next to him and prepared to call a car.

When he took out his phone, he subconsciously pulled the notification bar and did not see the following message.

The rain was even more depressed.

He sighed and clicked on the interface to call for a taxi.

Before he could set his position, a person came to the direction of the market gate, holding an umbrella.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him and was stunned.

The umbrella blocked most of the man's face, and his handsome chin and mouth were still Duan Feifan whom he could recognize at a glance. In fact, he could recognize him even if his head was cut off. Even if Duan Feifan was just a shadow, he would probably recognize him.

Jiang Kuo held his arms and watched Duan Feifan walk over quickly from there.

Have you finished the phone call?

What are you doing out!

"I won't tell me no matter how I leave?" Duan Feifan said.

"We have to find someone, too." Jiang Kuo said, "Are you leaving a message on the missing person notice?"

Duan Feifan smiled: "I'm standing outside the front door."

"I'm tired of standing now?" Jiang Kuo said.

"It's raining," Duan Feifan said with a smile, "Go out to sell umbrellas and raincoats to see if anyone buys them."

"Give me an umbrella." Jiang Kuo did not continue to be sarcastic. After all, they were taking a step back now, and his trust in Duan Feifan would not change anything because of taking a step back. He was just simply unhappy.

"Are you going to sweep a car back?" Duan Feifan asked, "Don't you take a taxi?"

"If you have an umbrella, don't take a taxi," said Jiang Kuo. "I just looked at it and there was no nearby. When the car came over, I went to the dormitory."

"Yes." Duan Feifan handed him an umbrella in his hand.

Jiang Kuo took the umbrella and put the suitcase on the front car basket.
To be continued...