Usually when chatting, there are two situations that are the most tangled and depressing.

The first one is that you can’t read it back!

There are usually two possibilities that have not been read back, especially when chatting, one is the end of the chat, such as 886, good night, etc.

Another one is being ignored!

Or if someone walks away, the first situation is better, but the second situation is often very depressing, especially when the other person is the person you care about.

Of course, there is another situation where the other party is inputting.

In Wang Yifan's previous life, when discussing this topic with his friends, everyone came to an unanimous conclusion.

If you chat with someone you like, your biggest expectation is the prompt "The other party is typing." Because you don't know what the next sentence is waiting for you.

But when you know you will miss him (her), does he just happen to be thinking of you too?

So, I would start to be eager to know what he said next, and I was completely unwilling to do anything else.

Of course, Zhang Zirong is not a little girl. On the contrary, she is already in her thirties and is in the most sensitive period for women.

Apart from the initial ignorant admiration, Zhang Zirong's love history was actually blank, so she was a little nervous and anxiously waiting for Wang Yifan's reply.

She actually wanted to edit a passage just now, but after seeing Wang Yifan's input, she deleted it one by one.

Stagnated in the blank input box for a long time, waiting for his reply with anticipation.

In fact, there are usually many small routines in love, afraid that you are not enthusiastic enough, and afraid that I am too proactive.

Because you are entering, we have the capital to play hard to get, and we can continue to play with you the trick of talking and stopping, and wanting to refuse.

When one side is unable to stop, he will seize the opportunity to give you a reply.

But why didn't I press the send button?

Zhang Zirong may not understand these routines at this moment, but Wang Yifan understands them.

In fact, seeing Zhang Zirong’s message and two consecutive initiative invitations made Wang Yifan feel flattered, but he was still waiting for the last chance.

He kept staying in the typing, editing and deleting, and editing again.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, and Wang Yifan had not sent the answer for a long time.

Then, another message came from Zhang Zirong: "Good night!"

Wang Yifan sighed, saying that the most difficult thing to get the kindness of a beauty is that he felt at this time.

If he didn't understand Zhang Zirong's affection at this time, then he would be lonely, but he obviously wasn't.

So, he picked up his phone and turned off the WeChat chat.

Then he stood up, took the snacks brought by the assistant, and then opened the door and walked out.

At the same time, Zhang Zirong was looking at the phone screen in disappointment, sighed, and put down her phone.

She touched her cheek and sighed: "Maybe he really..."

"Hey, where did you feel so straightforward at the beginning? Why did you feel worried about gains and losses at this time?" Zhang Zirong murmured to herself.

But Wang Yifan had already made a decision at this time, and perhaps he was destined to do so.

Since that's the case, why bother me so much? She has already taken the initiative twice. As a man, it's time to take the initiative.

So he came to Zhang Zirong's door.

Dingdong!

The doorbell rang outside Zhang Zirong's door.

She suddenly stood up and ran to the door barefoot, looking out through the cat's eyes on the door.

It's him!

Zhang Zirong's cheeks suddenly became a little hot. She reached out to slap her hand next to her cheek, as if this could remove some heat.

Then, she took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Zirong didn't know why she suddenly asked this.

"Didn't you say that no one can share it with me, and no matter how delicious the food is, it will taste less. Well, I think so too, isn't it welcome?" Wang Yifan looked at Zhang Zirong with a smile.

After taking a shower, Zhang Zifeng, who had not even blown her hair, was barefoot and wrapped in a bathrobe, which made Wang Yifan couldn't help swallowing.

Fortunately, Zhang Zirong didn't seem to notice this either.

She turned to the side and smiled and said, "Come in."

When Wang Yifan walked past her, he smelled a unique fragrance after bathing, and then brought it to the door.

Zhang Zirong turned around and walked into the room, and Wang Yifan followed him in.

After sitting down, Wang Yifan finally couldn't help but say, "Ahem, don't you go to change your clothes?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zirong then remembered that she was only wrapped in a bathrobe. Would he think I was too casual?

But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't even open the door.

But Zhang Zirong is Zhang Zirong. Since Wang Yifan has come, what's the point of being embarrassed about her?

"No!" Zhang Zirong reached out and lifted her wet hair, and her beautiful eyes looked at Wang Yifan with watery eyes.

Anyway, you're here, aren't you?

"Do you want to blow your hair for you?" Wang Yifan asked with a smile.

Now it was Zhang Zirong's turn to blush his pretty face, and he nodded and said, "Okay."

"The hair dryer is there!" Zhang Zirong pointed to a pink hair dryer on the table not far away.

Wang Yifan stood up, walked over, and picked up the hair dryer.

Then, he walked behind Zhang Zirong and began to help her dry her hair.

It was just because Zhang Zirong was sitting, Wang Yifan was standing, and because she was only wrapped in a bathrobe, Wang Yifan saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen.

"Woo woo..." There was only the sound of a hairdryer in the room.

Zhang Zirong's hair is very dark and soft, but it's normal to think about it. She should have taken care of her long hair a lot.

In this fast-paced era, people quickly get to know each other, fall in love with a few words, and fall in love with one another when they are disagreeable. There is no unforgettable and deep love like the sea, but it is just a passing cloud and a shocking glance.

Fewer and fewer people are willing to see your circle of friends, and more and more people are greedy for the joy of the past like dew. Most people are over before they can take care of it.

Perhaps it is not a big deal to pay in the circle of friends, but it is the most silent wait for a person.

If someone doesn’t want to miss any of your news, she must want to understand your preferences, go into your heart, and participate in your life.

This is the conclusion that Wang Yifan came to when he chatted with his old friend. In fact, if Wang Yifan was a kind of greedy person, then in his identity, what kind of girl would not have?

But he didn't want to.

What he hopes is the kind that can make each other completely belong to each other.

After blowing the hair dry, Zhang Zijun tied the hair up with a rubber band casually.

Then the two started eating.

Indeed, many times, when eating alone, no matter how delicious it is, it will feel less delicious, but if someone shares it together, it will be different.

Suddenly, Zhang Zirong stood up, walked to the wine cabinet in the hotel suite beside him, and took out a bottle of red wine.

"Drink some?" Zhang Zirong's face was a little rosy and picked it up and shook it at Wang Yifan.

"OK!"
Chapter completed!