90. Chapter 90 Just a Buddy (10)

The two chatted back and forth, and Su Rourou's eyelids began to fight. Although she tried very hard to open her face that was like a double-sided tape, but...

"Hello, Brother Rou? Brother Rou? Why don't you talk?" Ke Shaoze on the other side of the microphone called her name several times.

Su Rourou quickly wiped her saliva and cheered up: "Oh, nothing... nothing. Aren't you sleepy?"

Ke Shaoze looked at his phone and found that it was already past two in the morning, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He felt particularly relaxed and comfortable when talking to Su Rourou, and he forgot the time while chatting.

"Are you sleepy? Why don't you go to bed!"

"No... I'm not sleepy." Su Rourou pinched her thigh hard, and said insincerely.

The two chatted for a while, and this time it was Ke Shaoze's turn to fight, but Su Rourou was past the point of sleepiness and became more and more energetic.

"Brother Rou... I'm a little sleepy, are you sleepy?" Ke Shaoze's voice was already a little sleepy and unclear.

Su Rourou was furious: "No, I can't sleep now! It's all your fault, don't even think about sleeping well!"

"Oh, okay... let's continue! I'm very loyal!" Ke Shaoze put the slightly hot phone to the other ear, "Brother Rou, then sing a song to help me wake up."

"No, I can't sing any songs, I can only sing the national anthem." Su Rourou was born tone-deaf and rarely sang in front of others.

"Then I'll sing for you, okay?"

"Okay, since you want to sing so much, I'll listen to it reluctantly!"

Unexpectedly, Ke Shaoze really sang. His voice was a little hoarse, with a different kind of tenderness in such a late night.

"The wind blows the rain into flowers

Time cannot catch up with the white horse

The dream talk in your young palm

Are you still holding it tightly?

..."

Su Rourou didn't know when she fell asleep. She only knew that in her dream, Ke Shaoze's singing seemed to linger.

When she woke up, she was still holding the terribly hot mobile phone in her hand. And on the other end of the phone, Ke Shaoze's even breathing came.

Su Rourou was shocked: Oh my God! They just slept with the phone in their hands for a whole night, and contributed to the "China Mobile" communication in vain?

She tentatively shouted into the microphone: "Hey, get up!"

Ke Shaoze's breathing stopped abruptly: "What time is it?"

While speaking, he rubbed his eyes and realized that he was still holding the phone in his hand.

The morning sun sprinkled into the room through the gap in the curtains, bringing a ray of light to the dim room.

Su Rourou heard Ke Shaoze say "Good morning" to her in a lazy voice...

Looking at the beam of sunlight shining into the room, she felt that the whole world was so beautiful.

She never thought that she could be so close to him.

Later, Ke Shaoze often called her on weekend nights, which seemed to have become a habit of his. And every time, they would call until they fell asleep unconsciously.

Su Rourou never knew that Ke Shaoze was such a talkative person. He could talk about the wolf dog next door to the latest pop singles; he could talk about the NBA basketball game to which drink was more delicious... Of course, what he talked about the most was An Yirou.

Whenever he talked about An Yirou, Su Rourou's heart ached slightly. However, she still listened quietly, listening to him talk about the bitterness of unrequited love, listening to him say that he wanted to get closer to her a little bit...

She touched her chest and thought silently in her heart: Will she become numb one day after the pain? And then suddenly one day, she will no longer feel heartache because of him?

She hoped that day would come sooner, but also hoped that day would never come...