Shabi called Meng Wangda after she found her cell phone.
After the phone disappeared strangely, Shabby was really angry everywhere.
She felt that this matter was strange. The biggest possibility was that the mobile phone was still in the training class office.
Without a mobile phone, it is really convenient to see nothing. The number of friends left on it is the biggest loss after the mobile phone is lost.
She was so nervous that she returned to the training class.
It was already dusk and there was no one in the training class. She went upstairs alone and went to her accounting room to rummage through the cabinets. She searched for a long time, but found nothing.
She suddenly remembered, why not dial the phone number with the landline, maybe she could get some unexpected gains.
So she dialed her mobile phone number using the landline in the accounting room.
Although there was no echo in the room, there was a faint ringtone of the cell phone from the big office. The familiarity of his cell phone sound was like the sound he made. Shabby felt like he was stabbed by a needle and suddenly felt an incredible gloomy feeling.
She remembered that after the phone was lost that day, she obviously went to the big office to find the phone, but found nothing. Why did it suddenly appear now?
In such a desolate and dim light, I really feel like I encounter a ghost.
She walked out of the accounting room door and walked along the empty corridor to the large office.She turned on the street lights in the corridor, as if this could drive away the scent of haze that swept up.
When I approached the office door, the familiar cell phone ringtone was like a drowning sigh.
Thinking of my cell phone that I spent day and night with, falling into an empty office, I felt a sense of inbearance in my heart, as if I had been abandoned in a deserted place.
People have this experience. The things they love are left in a desolate place, as if they are staying there. Love the house for a long time, and love themselves, they naturally have to be in their own objects. Shabi's heart is wrapped in a pity-loving emotion.
She opened the office door, turned on the light, and followed the sound, and saw her cell phone, which was placed in a corner of an office table against the wall, mixed in a pile of books.
Shabby picked up the phone, holding it tightly in his arms like he found a lost friend.
As a beloved thing, the mobile phone records more about its emotions, a warm or bleak feeling at a certain moment. Many past memories are condensed on this small mobile phone. Simply put, this mobile phone has its own love, its own desires, and its own waiting.
Shabby picked up the phone, couldn't help but put it in front of her mouth and kissed it, then opened the flip, and checked the function item by item. She saw that her friend's phone was still stored inside, intact.
Under the support of a strange force, she continued to try to dial the number above.
She originally wanted to call Xiao Mu, but thinking that he is immersed in the computer now and may not like her phone interference. She heard Director Huang say that day that Malan is very well-behaved to Yu Qiuyu. When Yu Qiuyu was writing, Malan never disturbed him. Sometimes, Yu Qiuyu was annoyed by Malan walking around, let alone she didn't have Malan's lust and virtue at all.
So Shabby looked for a new object from the phone number.
Call A Ming.
Shaby felt that she had the right choice this time.
I don’t know how Xiaohuo was discharged from the hospital, but this is indeed a question she is eager to know.
After connecting with A Ming, A Ming happily told her that Xiaohuo would go back to Songjiang with him tomorrow and was preparing to stay in Songjiang County Hospital for a while.
Because Shaby was in a good mood, she said that she would go to the hospital tomorrow to see Xiaohuo off.
Shabi asked again how to complete the procedures, and A Ming told her that she was the one who invited Meng Wangda.
A good mood can indeed be infected. Shabi asked Ah Ming for Meng Wangda's phone number and called Meng Wangda. In this way, the incident that Meng Wangda received the phone number happened.
Shabi cleaned up and left the last number to Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu said he had nothing to do recently and said he wanted to come to Shabi. Shabi thought that he was driving the car, so he might as well go there by himself, so he hurried downstairs, drove out of the car, and drove out of the school.
Walking onto the street that is always noisy, Shabby is trapped in the traffic again and can no longer move.
She often swears that she would rather fight than drive, but every time she spends the terrifying moment on the road, she forgets the troubles on the road.
She was on the steering wheel and nervously rushed left and right on the street.
She had no time to stop at the crowd on the road, but the familiar figure could penetrate her eyes exclusively.
She saw a familiar girl's figure breaking into her eyes. A short and fat middle-aged man next to her hugged her waist, held the girl, and led her along, guiding her through the ever-busy and chaotic land in front of the Changhong Gymnasium.
Shabby stopped the car and looked at the extremely disproportionate man and woman intently.
After the phone disappeared strangely, Shabby was really angry everywhere.
She felt that this matter was strange. The biggest possibility was that the mobile phone was still in the training class office.
Without a mobile phone, it is really convenient to see nothing. The number of friends left on it is the biggest loss after the mobile phone is lost.
She was so nervous that she returned to the training class.
It was already dusk and there was no one in the training class. She went upstairs alone and went to her accounting room to rummage through the cabinets. She searched for a long time, but found nothing.
She suddenly remembered, why not dial the phone number with the landline, maybe she could get some unexpected gains.
So she dialed her mobile phone number using the landline in the accounting room.
Although there was no echo in the room, there was a faint ringtone of the cell phone from the big office. The familiarity of his cell phone sound was like the sound he made. Shabby felt like he was stabbed by a needle and suddenly felt an incredible gloomy feeling.
She remembered that after the phone was lost that day, she obviously went to the big office to find the phone, but found nothing. Why did it suddenly appear now?
In such a desolate and dim light, I really feel like I encounter a ghost.
She walked out of the accounting room door and walked along the empty corridor to the large office.She turned on the street lights in the corridor, as if this could drive away the scent of haze that swept up.
When I approached the office door, the familiar cell phone ringtone was like a drowning sigh.
Thinking of my cell phone that I spent day and night with, falling into an empty office, I felt a sense of inbearance in my heart, as if I had been abandoned in a deserted place.
People have this experience. The things they love are left in a desolate place, as if they are staying there. Love the house for a long time, and love themselves, they naturally have to be in their own objects. Shabi's heart is wrapped in a pity-loving emotion.
She opened the office door, turned on the light, and followed the sound, and saw her cell phone, which was placed in a corner of an office table against the wall, mixed in a pile of books.
Shabby picked up the phone, holding it tightly in his arms like he found a lost friend.
As a beloved thing, the mobile phone records more about its emotions, a warm or bleak feeling at a certain moment. Many past memories are condensed on this small mobile phone. Simply put, this mobile phone has its own love, its own desires, and its own waiting.
Shabby picked up the phone, couldn't help but put it in front of her mouth and kissed it, then opened the flip, and checked the function item by item. She saw that her friend's phone was still stored inside, intact.
Under the support of a strange force, she continued to try to dial the number above.
She originally wanted to call Xiao Mu, but thinking that he is immersed in the computer now and may not like her phone interference. She heard Director Huang say that day that Malan is very well-behaved to Yu Qiuyu. When Yu Qiuyu was writing, Malan never disturbed him. Sometimes, Yu Qiuyu was annoyed by Malan walking around, let alone she didn't have Malan's lust and virtue at all.
So Shabby looked for a new object from the phone number.
Call A Ming.
Shaby felt that she had the right choice this time.
I don’t know how Xiaohuo was discharged from the hospital, but this is indeed a question she is eager to know.
After connecting with A Ming, A Ming happily told her that Xiaohuo would go back to Songjiang with him tomorrow and was preparing to stay in Songjiang County Hospital for a while.
Because Shaby was in a good mood, she said that she would go to the hospital tomorrow to see Xiaohuo off.
Shabi asked again how to complete the procedures, and A Ming told her that she was the one who invited Meng Wangda.
A good mood can indeed be infected. Shabi asked Ah Ming for Meng Wangda's phone number and called Meng Wangda. In this way, the incident that Meng Wangda received the phone number happened.
Shabi cleaned up and left the last number to Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu said he had nothing to do recently and said he wanted to come to Shabi. Shabi thought that he was driving the car, so he might as well go there by himself, so he hurried downstairs, drove out of the car, and drove out of the school.
Walking onto the street that is always noisy, Shabby is trapped in the traffic again and can no longer move.
She often swears that she would rather fight than drive, but every time she spends the terrifying moment on the road, she forgets the troubles on the road.
She was on the steering wheel and nervously rushed left and right on the street.
She had no time to stop at the crowd on the road, but the familiar figure could penetrate her eyes exclusively.
She saw a familiar girl's figure breaking into her eyes. A short and fat middle-aged man next to her hugged her waist, held the girl, and led her along, guiding her through the ever-busy and chaotic land in front of the Changhong Gymnasium.
Shabby stopped the car and looked at the extremely disproportionate man and woman intently.