He's clearly heartbroken

Chapter 169 Is Someone Deliberately Fucking Her?
"There were a lot of people coming out to play this time, and many hotels were full. We managed to find one."

This story is very long, with many prefixes, and it is already 5 minutes after the end of the story.

I don't know if my mother understood the point, anyway, she made herself dizzy.

There was silence on the phone for a long time, until Belle's voice was vaguely heard from the corridor outside, and the mother's answer rang at the same time on the other end of the phone.

Song Ning smiled directly, "Duanduan, your frankness has moved my mother very much."

Duanduan did not expect that her mother's first words were actually praising her.

Then, I heard my mother continue to say
The phone call lasted for a long time, and the two chatted a lot. Duanduan never thought that one day he would find so many shining points from his mother.

For a moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Woohoo, Ms. Song is definitely her real mother.

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Song Ning sat on the bed and fell into endless reverie.

When Duan Duan went back, everyone had almost packed their luggage.

She came to the room of the three girls first, and after talking and laughing, the four girls rolled into the large round bed together.

Belle looked at the dreamy ocean chandelier above her head, and sighed for a while: "When will I be able to sit in his co-pilot justifiably? Hey, I can't do it hard, it's so painful."

puff.

Wen Qing couldn't help laughing, and patted the girl's face sympathetically, "You, you are too humble. I told you earlier that chasing men is not the way to go."

"Director, you look so experienced, didn't you before?"

Xiaodi blinked and leaned over curiously, Duanduan also cast her gaze on Wen Qing.

When the roommate asked, Wen Qing didn't hide anything.

She said that she had a first love in high school, but unfortunately after the college entrance examination, the two separated in different places and broke up tacitly.

Duanduan didn't understand, "Just because you don't want to have a long-distance relationship, you just broke up casually, wouldn't you feel any regret?"

Wen Qing smiled indifferently, "I have regrets, but I don't regret it."

Since it is a choice made voluntarily, you should accept it calmly, otherwise, you will be looking down on yourself.

The last thing girls should do is to be obsessed with the past. Only by looking forward can they live freely.

After lunch, a few people planned to take a stroll in the nearby ancient town first, appreciate the local customs, and buy some special products to take back.

Passing by a small clay figurine shop, Duan Duan dragged Pei Zhan into it without thinking.

"Boss, just make one like him." The girl smiled and looked at the people beside her.

The boss is an uncle in his early 50s. He looked at Pei Zhan carefully, then shook his head, "He is too delicate, I can't make it out."

Haha.

Duanduan was just joking, but when he heard the boss say this, he was immediately amused.

"Then look at me, can I do it?" The girl pointed to herself.

The boss raised his head again and looked at Duan Duan.

After a while, I actually started to do it.

Duan Duan suddenly became unhappy, and said sullenly: "Isn't this a disguised way to say that I am not as refined as you?"

Pei Zhan patted her head with a low smile, "Don't be angry, they didn't mean that, first see if it looks like it."

Ok.

When the boss was working on clay figurines, Pei Zhan received a call.

After Dashen went out to answer the phone, she was left alone in the room. When she was bored, Duan Duan suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out her mobile phone and opened the forum.

Seeing that she was still No. 1 in the flower list, she suddenly lost her composure.

This, this, the number of votes is getting more and more outrageous, the difference between the one below and hers is too big.

The thing is so weird, there is a difference of thousands of votes between No.1 and No.2.

too exaggerated.

Duan Duan couldn't figure out when he started to attract fans with his black physique.

Could someone be messing with her on purpose?
Thinking of this, she swiped the screen and scrolled through the comment section below. There were so many people who left messages, it was dazzling.

But the first thing that caught her attention was the first comment in the comment area, because the number of likes for this comment was already approaching [-].

The total number of students in Rongcheng University is only [-], and at least one-third of those who like to browse the forum will be screened out. This means that this person's message has been liked by almost all accounts.

The account name is very common, it is the default format of a string of forum registration numbers, Rongda post friends + registration time + random number.

Message content: "Thank you for your votes, and hope to continue to support."

This calm and deity-like tone made her feel extremely ashamed just by looking at it.

In other words, those who like it will not mistakenly think that this is her own account.

　Guess who this mysterious account is
　　
　
(End of this chapter)