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Chapter 77 Thoughts from a Straight Man

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    The night is already deep.

    In a dark and secluded alley, a tall and thin figure walked slowly on the road.

    He didn¡¯t drink, but his steps were a little heavy.

    The night wind blew over her face, blowing up the hair hanging in front of her forehead, and disrupting her already restless mind.

    "Brother, you have to think clearly. If you make up your mind, you must go on firmly. If you can't bear it, don't start.

    Lin Yao is a good girl. If you can't be responsible for her to the end, don't hurt others.  "

    This is what Hong Sanshi said to Fang Xiaole before saying goodbye after dinner.

    In fact, Fang Xiaole had already thought about what Hong Sanshi said, and he thought even further.

    It¡¯s just that he and Lin Yao are far from that step yet, and even the relationship between the two has not been confirmed.

    After all, they had only known each other for less than a month, and their understanding was not deep enough. Maybe after a while, the throbbing from that night slowly disappeared?

    Fang Xiaole is also a traditional person. He will be twenty-six at the end of the year. At this age, when you fall in love, you are rushing to get married and stay together for a lifetime.

    ¡°If both parties don¡¯t know the ins and outs of each other and don¡¯t have a sufficient understanding of each other¡¯s families, how far can they go with just fairy tale love at first sight?

    What¡¯s more important is that Fang Xiaole doesn¡¯t have a career now and doesn¡¯t have enough confidence not to become a drag on Lin Yao.

    This world is very realistic, and no relationship can be placed in a vacuum without being disturbed by the world.

    What¡¯s more, Lin Yao is a big star with countless fans. If he and she were together, the difficulties the two of them would face may be unimaginable.

    Fang Xiaole hopes that if the time comes, he will have enough strength to face it.

    "You have to work harder and go higher"

    This is the first time in Fang Xiaole¡¯s life that he has seriously thought about his relationship with a member of the opposite sex.

    In the end, this thought from a straight man inexplicably turned into a motivation to encourage him to "work hard and make progress every day"

    There was a vibration in his trouser pocket, Fang Xiaole picked up the phone and looked at it, finally a smile appeared on his face.

    It¡¯s a message from the ¡°middleman¡± Fangfang.

    "Planner Fang, Sister Yao asked me to ask if you have slept?"

    Fang Xiaole replied as he walked into the community:

    "Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that I went to have dinner with Brother Hong tonight and I just got home now."

    When Fang Xiaole walked into the rental building, went down the stairs, and entered the rental house, Fangfang¡¯s message came again:

    "Sister Yao asked you what you had eaten and whether you had drank alcohol. She said you can't drink because of your throat."

    Although through the mobile phone screen, Fang Xiaole seemed to be able to feel the loveless expression on Fangfang's face at this moment.

    "Please tell Lin Yao that I didn't drink Brother Hong knows that she is injured and will help her avoid violent running and confrontation during the recording of the show."

    This time, the other party was silent for a long time before sending a message, and it was a voice:

    "Thank you."

    The voice is gentle and pleasant, crisp and pleasant. It is Lin Yao's voice.

    Fang Xiaole was stunned, listened to it twice more, and then typed and asked:

    "Isn't Manager Mo here?"

    Lin Yao had said before that Mo Yan had been guarding her personally these past few days, never leaving her, letting Fangfang pass on information in a secretive way, like in a spy movie.

    Lin Yao actually dared to send a message just now, indicating that Mo Yan was not with her for the time being.

    ¡° Somehow, even though he had heard Lin Yao¡¯s voice many times, the voice just now made Fang Xiaole feel particularly sweet.

    "It's like eating iced watermelon in summer, it's sweet, crisp and refreshing, and it penetrates into the heart.

    Fang Xiaole felt that it was strange for him to be like this. It was probably because he hadn¡¯t heard Lin Yao¡¯s voice for several days, so he was a bit of a penny-pincher, right?

    It might be more comfortable if we could meet and talk face to face

    An unrealistic thought suddenly arose in Fang Xiaole's heart.

    As soon as this idea came up, I received a video call request from Fangfang on WeChat.

    Could it be that

    Is this really a tacit understanding?

    Fang Xiaole connected to the video, and the face he hadn¡¯t seen for several days appeared on the screen.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: A beautiful face with a?smile in her beautiful eyes, even though she is facing her at close range??The lens does not affect the beauty and tenderness of this face at all.

    "Did you see it?"

    Lin Yao's cheeks were a little red, she gently smoothed the black hair hanging by her ears, and asked in a low voice.

    "I can see you've lost weight."

    Fang Xiaole looked at her on the screen, and for some reason the first sentence he spoke was a vulgar romantic drama line.

    "I've been busy recording songs during this period, and I'm a little tired"

    Lin Yao blinked and stared at him on the screen with a pair of peach blossom eyes:

    "You have lost weight too."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    There was a slightly exaggerated sound of vomiting coming from the side, and Fangfang couldn't bear it and came over to take away the phone.

    "Just take a look, Sister Yao, Sister Yan will come in at any time if she is on the phone outside."

    "Oh, just wait a minute, okay?"

    Lin Yao clutched her phone tightly and begged Fangfang pitifully.

    "well!"

    Fangfang was defeated and had no choice but to stand aside, not forgetting to glare at Fang Xiaole on the other side of the screen.

    ¡°Is this your bedroom in the hotel?¡±

    Fang Xiaole looked through the screen. Behind Lin Yao was the bed, and there was a piece of women's underwear hanging on the hanger at the head of the bed, which was still cute in pink.

    "ah!"

    Lin Yao noticed that Fang Xiaole's eyes were shifting to the side. When she looked sideways, her face flushed with embarrassment and she quickly turned her phone lens to the side.

    "Ahem."

    Fang Xiaole was also a little embarrassed. He didn't mean to do it. It was just that the thing hanging there was a bit too conspicuous.

    The two of them just stood across the screen with their heads lowered, not knowing what to say for a moment.

    "Did the recording go well today? When will the new album be released?"

    It was Fang Xiaole who broke the silence first.

    "Well, it's all recorded. The company is in post-production. Sister Yan said it will take a day or two to promote before releasing it."

    Lin Yao raised her head and glanced at Fang Xiaole, then lowered her head in embarrassment and continued:

    "Sister Yan is going to post a video of me recording a song on Weibo tomorrow. It was taken by a photographer hired by the company. It's more nicer than what Fangfang sent you that day. If you're free, go and  Let's see."

    "This is also to promote your new album, right? I will definitely go and watch it."

    Fang Xiaole estimates that this is also one of Lin Yao's company's promotional methods. Just now Fangfang said that Mo Yan went out to make phone calls, so she was probably arranging these things.

    "By the way, how are your feet? From the photo you posted last time, I think they're still a little swollen?"

    Fang Xiaole remembered Lin Yao¡¯s injury and asked quickly.

    "Oh, look at it."

    Lin Yao thought he wanted to see it, so she pointed the phone camera at her feet, paused, and stretched out a hand to take off the slippers on her feet, revealing the white and crystal-clear soles of her feet.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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