The reborn actor rises / Chapter 92: Inexplicable Heartbreak
The reborn actor rises
  •    Han Zinc came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair when he heard the WeChat message beeping. He paused, then strode to the bed and picked up his phone from the bedside table.
  •   All of his WeChat groups are set to message Do Not Disturb, so the message tone is obviously someone looking for him.
  •   Sure enough, click on WeChat Han Zinc and see that Cheng Jinheng sent him N messages.
  •   Han Zinc turned up, looked all the way down, and was speechless.
  •   Cheng Jinheng's messages were still sent one after another, with a posture of "If you don't reply, I'll send it until your phone runs out of power". Han Zinc twitched the corners of his mouth and immediately replied to him.
  •   [Han Zinc: Sorry, I was taking a shower just now.]
  •   On this side, when Cheng Jinheng saw that the other party was typing at the top of the chat box, he was suddenly overjoyed, and the message he was about to send was immediately deleted and replaced.
  •   However, after tapping his fingers on the screen for a long time, the typed words were deleted and deleted, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
  •   So Han Zinc watched helplessly as the other party in the chat box was typing, the other party was typing, and the other party was typing. As a result, after waiting for a long time, Cheng Jinheng did not send a message.
  •   Han Zinc: "..."
  •   Just when he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to say to Cheng Jinheng, "It's very late, go to bed early," the other party's message came.
  •   [Cheng Jinheng: That, what are you doing?]
  •   Han Zinc: "..."
  •   I'm so...
  •   Han Zinc almost used foul language. He now seriously doubted whether Cheng Jinheng was drunk.
  •   But forget it, it doesn't matter if he is drunk or not, he doesn't want to talk nonsense with him, and his hair hasn't been dried yet. After a busy day today, he is sleepy to death, okay?
  •   [Han Zinc: Nothing, ready to go to bed, you should go to bed early, good night.]
  •   Cheng Jinheng: "..."
  •   What's the matter, why do you feel that Han Zinc seems to be angry?
  •   Is it his delusion?
  •   Cheng Jinheng stared at the message that Han Zinc sent. For some reason, he just felt that Han Zinc's tone seemed to be very impatient.
  •   My heart was suddenly a little stuffy, and my mood fell down.
  •   Cheng Jinheng pursed his lips, and inexplicably felt sad.
  •   [Cheng Jinheng: Oh, good night.]
  •   After the message was sent, he stared at the screen of the phone, still expecting Han Zinc to reply, but after waiting for a while, the screen of the phone was about to dim, and he immediately pressed it to light up, and when it was about to dim, he pressed it again, but no, Han Zinc didn't reply again.
  •   Cheng Jinheng stared blankly at the phone screen for a while, but he didn't know what he was thinking, or what he didn't think about.
  •   Returning to his senses, Cheng Jinheng sighed heavily, picked up the TV remote control and turned off the TV, and the living room suddenly became quiet, so quiet that people were a little at a loss.
  •   Click WeChat again and post the first Moments of the new year.
  •   "Cheng Jinheng: Happy New Year."
  •   The accompanying picture is a photo, which was taken out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
  •   Seeing the dynamic he posted was stunned for a while, Cheng Jinheng got up and entered the bedroom.
  •   Han Zinc didn't rush to sleep after drying his hair. Although he was indeed a little sleepy, since he joined the circle, he was used to going to Weibo and WeChat before going to bed.
  •   Log in to Weibo first and have a look. As in the past, everyone is sending New Year's greetings. There are various reunion photos of eating and eating with family members on Weibo, and the warm atmosphere seems to overflow from the mobile phone screen.
  •   Especially Lin Cheng, who posted three posts today. One was at 10 o'clock in the morning, digging radishes in the vegetable garden. The other was making dumplings. In the photo, Lin Cheng held a freshly wrapped dumpling in his hand and smiled at the camera with crooked eyes.
  •   The last Weibo was posted at 12 o'clock in the morning, a happy new year accompanied by a photo of the New Year's Eve dinner, with a table full of dishes, homely and delicious.
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Chapter 92: Inexplicable Heartbreak