Passionate to know

Chapter 25 Say You Miss Me

After Tang Ling's birthday party, Song Zhiyang left City A on a business trip the next day due to business in the branch.

Song Zhiyang finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish here in Anzhi, but he had to work hard, and he always felt uncomfortable, and he was angry but had nowhere to vent. Anzhi felt very comfortable working because he saved the embarrassment of seeing Song Zhiyang.

The premise is that Song Zhiyang's phone calls and text messages are not so frequent.

Ever since Song Zhiyang left City A, An Zhi's phone vibrated every half an hour.

"Here I am, the weather is fine here."

"Are you working? I see that it will rain. Do you have an umbrella?"

"The branch's new product design is very interesting, you also have a look at [picture]"

"It's time to eat, don't forget."

"I'll be back soon."

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After living for so many years, An Zhi has never received so many text messages on his mobile phone, and it is the first time in his life that he has seen such a persistent person as Song Zhiyang.Even if An Zhi didn't reply a single word, he still sent it with great interest.

Therefore, even if he didn't see Song Zhiyang in front of him, An Zhi still felt that his ghost was lingering by his side.Fortunately, Song Zhiyang only sent text messages to harass him, and never called him.

This also made An Zhilue a little puzzled. Based on the popularity of Song Zhiyang's series of life-threatening text messages, it was really unbelievable that he could resist calling him.Doubts are doubts, this quietness is what he is looking for, so naturally he won't rush to ask for trouble.

The long-range bombing lasted for six full days, but stopped quietly on the seventh day.

One day, when An Zhi woke up and looked at his phone, he found no new information, and was secretly relieved, thinking that Song Zhiyang had forgotten it for a while.But there was still no activity on the phone after working until lunch break, which made him feel that something was wrong.

out of battery?Forgot to bring?stolen? ... An Zhi thought of many possibilities, the only thing that is certain is that this will not be Song Zhiyang's sudden change of temper.

Under the faint anxiety and distracted thoughts, An Zhi was startled to realize that he had started to get used to waiting for Song Zhiyang's text messages.This discovery made him a little self-loathing, he shook his head violently, threw the phone aside, and returned to work.

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Time flies by minute by minute, and when the afterglow of the setting sun is projected onto the desk, An Zhi has drawn crooked lines for the fifth time today.

Never been so absent-minded.

He knew where the sticking point was.

As if resigning to fate, he dropped the pen, crumpled up the damaged paper, threw it into the wastebasket, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang only half a time before it was connected.Before An Zhi could speak, he heard Song Zhiyang's thick and sexy voice say with a sense of satisfaction: "I have waited for so many days, and finally I got your call."

An Zhi immediately understood the little Jiujiu in Song Zhiyang's heart. He knew that he would not take the initiative to contact him, so he deliberately stopped today's text messages, waiting for himself to take the bait.

An Zhi said coldly: "...you are in a hurry."

Song Zhiyang knew that he had offended him again, so he had no choice but to comfort him: "I just want to hear your voice."

"You can call."

"Are you sure you'll take it?"

An Zhi was speechless, that's right, if Song Zhiyang didn't play this trick, he really wouldn't have answered.

Seeing the silence on the other end of the phone, Song Zhiyang knew he was right, and sighed softly, "You...why are you so difficult to deal with?"

An Zhi raised the corners of his mouth and teased him: "You said it, you did it voluntarily, so you deserve it."

One sentence made Song Zhiyang laugh out loud: "Okay, okay, I deserve it, so I can bear it... I will go back tomorrow, wait for me to go back." When it came to the last sentence, the smile in his tone was completely suppressed , become affectionate and lingering.

"Ah."

"If you say you miss me..." Song Zhiyang tentatively, as if coaxing a disobedient child to eat candy, "Just say one word, and I will be by your side immediately."

His voice is soft and soft, even if it comes from the receiver of the mobile phone, it is so profound and fascinating: "Would you like to say something? Say you... miss me... huh?"

An Zhi only felt that the voice turned into a hand, which was just enough to pinch his throat, forcing himself to open his mouth to shout, but also making himself unable to make a sound.

After a long time, An Zhi said into the receiver: "...No."

There was another chuckle on the other end of the phone, "Okay... But, I miss you very much."

"……I know."

"Then can you say something too?"

"……don't want."

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After finally finishing the unhealthy phone call with Song Zhiyang, An Zhi felt as tired as drawing design drawings all day.

An Zhi used to wonder why people always like to ask questions such as 'do you miss me', and they must get an affirmative response before giving up.It seems that only by hearing the answer that satisfies oneself can the feelings and mind be nourished, otherwise they will wither and die.

"Think" is just one word, how do you know that the person who said it is sincere, or just running around like a mantra.Is the missing you say, is it really missing you?

An Zhi buried his head deeply in his arms, and Song Zhiyang's phrase "I miss you very much" echoed in his mind. Only these four words were played in a loop non-stop.

Anzhi realized something.

The word 'think' is like catnip, which makes Sichun's domestic cats and wild cats fascinated.