Liu Yuewang heard the text message from the uncle next door. Of course, she didn't look at it carefully. She saw that he was reading a web novel and just glanced at it by accident. How could she continue to look at someone else's phone screen? Liu Yuewang was a very cultured and polite professional woman.
However, he actually turned off the phone screen without any expression. This made Liu Yuewang suspect that this person must have received some kind of pornographic message, such as soliciting prostitutes. He was too embarrassed to read it in public, so maybe he would secretly hide and read it later.
Liu Yuewang didn't care. Middle-aged men were all lascivious. She just unconsciously moved closer to a girl on the other side to stay away from the uncle. Then she took out her phone and sent a message.
"Uncle, let me tell you. The old man next to me is secretly reading pornographic messages. He is also secretly looking at me!"
Liu Yuewang just sent the message. The middle-aged man next to her lit up his phone screen again. She saw him quickly turn off the screen.
Liu Yuewang felt it was a coincidence. She had just sent two messages and the person next to her just happened to receive two messages?
Liu Yuewang didn't think too much about it. She looked at the phone in boredom, waiting for the other party to reply. This uncle was knowledgeable and talented, but the most annoying thing was that he didn't actively reply to her messages. Liu Yuewang read an article in her WeChat Moments. It said that if your friend cared about you, then your message must be answered within seconds. Otherwise, it meant that he didn't take you seriously.
It seemed that in the uncle's eyes, she was just a person to chat with. He had time to talk to you, but he didn't have time to talk to you.
There was still no quick reply. Liu Yuewang pursed her lips and took out her phone again.
Liu Changan's heart was as still as water. He turned off his phone. He was really afraid that she would send another message to make his phone ring again.
But once, twice, not thrice. For three consecutive times, he received a message as soon as she sent it. This was too strange. Even if Liu Yuewang didn't want to snatch his phone, it was inevitable that she would stare at him with probing and doubtful eyes.
Liu Yuewang didn't want to send a message to Liu Changan this time. Instead, she sent a message to An Nuan: [Do you think Liu Changan replies instantly when you send him messages?]
An Nuan instantly replied to Liu Yuewang, "He doesn't have the mood to play with his phone all the time. He basically doesn't touch his phone when he's doing something else. He only looks at his phone when he's done. As for replying to messages … let's leave it to fate."
When Liu Yuewang received such an answer, she couldn't help but wonder if the article in her Moments was inaccurate. Or did Liu Changan not care about An Nuan at all?
Thinking of this, Liu Yuewang had something to ask that uncle. She sent him a message, "Uncle, my boyfriend takes so long to reply to my messages. I don't think he cares about me. Other people's boyfriends reply in seconds. Do you think I should break up with him?"
After sending the message, Liu Yuewang didn't expect that uncle to give her a quick answer. She shook her phone in boredom and felt that someone was looking at her.
It turned out that Liu Yuewang didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man next to her after sending two messages. She placed her phone naturally on her thigh and tapped on the screen with one finger to send messages. During this time, an old couple got on the subway. The middle-aged man gave up his seat, and the old man let the old woman sit down.
Now the middle-aged man was looking at Liu Yuewang. Liu Yuewang would have given up her seat anyway, but she didn't notice it. She quickly stood up and gave up her seat. She glared at the middle-aged man, unwilling to be outdone. Did he think he had a sense of moral superiority by giving up his seat first?
"Why are you glaring at me?" Liu Changan said.
Liu Yuewang was stunned for a moment. She was so beautiful, but he dared to strike up a conversation with her?
But Liu Yuewang didn't like to talk to this kind of stranger, especially a middle-aged man who had a bad first impression of her. So she snorted coldly and walked directly to the next carriage. There were no seats anyway.
Liu Changan looked at Liu Yuewang's back with a little amusement. Women were really magical creatures. Looking at their faces, if he didn't have an omniscient view of Liu Yuewang, how could he match her disguise with his own several identities and find out that they were the same person?
He was using his miraculous physique to play the role of a different life.
Watching Liu Yuewang leave, Liu Changan took out his phone and turned it on. He replied to Liu Yuewang's three messages.
"Everyone has their own preferences. The prosperity of online novels has its own social needs. I remember that the Four Great Classical Novels didn't naturally occupy a high position. What's more, the threshold for novel creation has been lowered. All kinds of novel and amazing ideas are blooming like the stars in the galaxy. In terms of creativity and imagination, it shows the exuberant desire to explore the unknown world. In any field, just take the essence and get rid of the dross."
"If you don't peek at others, how do you know that others are peeking at you? What's more, they may just be sizing you up. After all, you are a super beautiful girl who is loved by everyone. You are so good-looking, just like the scenery. It's human nature for passersby to stop and admire you. "
"Why are you here again? He's your boyfriend again. So what? Should you break up with him? I think you shouldn't be so annoying when you really face him. Otherwise, you shouldn't be here asking me if I should break up with him. He should have broken up with you long ago. "
After sending the message, Liu Changan waited for her to reply. Because unlike him, Liu Yuewang always replied very quickly. Of course, she was also very easy to get angry. She often felt that others were mean to her. Her tone was not good. She didn't want to talk to him anymore. Goodbye.
"You … you are mean to me again! Your tone must be very unpleasant, and your face is so fierce! How am I annoying? "
"Your imagination is really good. I clearly said it in a calm and gentle tone."
"That's right, that's right!"
"Well, I'm on the subway. I've arrived."
"You're also taking the subway?"
"Yes."
"It can't be … it can't be so coincidental, right?"
"What?"
"Why do I have a feeling that I seem to have seen you just now?"
"No, I only saw a middle-aged auntie. I didn't see a beautiful girl."
"Hehe, I thought the wretched old man I saw reading pornographic messages just now was you."
"Hehe, goodbye. Today it's my turn to be angry."
Liu Yuewang was also angry. The subway stopped. She chased to the original carriage. She couldn't see the middle-aged man anymore. She couldn't help but feel a little shy, a little expectant, and a little nervous. It couldn't be so coincidental, right? If it was him … he shouldn't have recognized that she was not actually An Nuan, right?
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