Ling Yin sat at his desk, massaging his temples, feeling a bit weary, quietly poured himself a cup of bitter coffee, and drank it without tasting it.
Sai Luo ca in with sothing to discuss, and seeing his troubled face, curiously asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Headache," Ling Yin replied truthfully.
Sai Luo placed a stack of files on his desk, then walked around the desk and sat down on it, looking down at him: "Are you sick?"
He touched Ling Yin’s forehead, then felt his own, finding no significant difference in temperature.
Ling Yin shook his head with a bitter smile: "I didn’t check the almanac before going out this morning."
Sai Luo patted his shoulder and chuckled: "Since when did you start taking such things seriously?"
"Sotis you might really need to check it, otherwise disasters co out of nowhere."
Sai Luo saw that he truly looked troubled and raised an eyebrow, "Want to go to the coffee room for a couple of drinks?"
"Forget it, I’ve got things on my mind here, not in the mood to drink."
Sai Luo shrugged, "Want to talk about it?"
Ling Yin sighed, "It’s personal."
"Oh," seeing he had no intention of continuing, Sai Luo didn’t push: "I’ll leave the stuff here, you can mull it over slowly, let’s have a drink tonight."
Ling Yin nodded, pulled out his phone again, and dialed Hua Hua’s number. He was sure Hua Hua was furious, and there was no way he’d answer his call now. Ling Yin chose to go on WeChat, [Hua Hua, I bumped into a woman in the parking lot today and she took the wrong phone, ended up taking mine. I just got my phone back half an hour ago, that woman didn’t realize she had the wrong phone at first. She was in an interview, and the phone kept ringing. Such a silly woman, she couldn’t even tell if it was her phone, answered your call thinking it was a wrong number, and even blacklisted your number. I only saw it earlier when I checked the blacklist. Don’t misunderstand, it was all a big misunderstanding, I haven’t done anything to betray you.]
Hua Hua got Ling Yin’s WeChat ssage when he was almost at Nan Baihao’s place. He really wanted to just delete it and not listen, but for so reason, he couldn’t help but want to hear his explanation.
So he heard Ling Yin’s story.
Hua Hua pursed his lips, not saying anything for a long ti, unsure whether to believe him or not.
How could soone not recognize their own phone by such chance?
Hua Hua suspiciously stared at his phone for a long ti, resolutely continuing to march to Nan Baihao’s house, feeling a fiery anger he couldn’t suppress.
That damn woman called him a dead gay, intolerable, who knows if Ling Yin is secretly keeping a mistress.
Ling Yin waited for a long ti without a reply, terrified that Hua Hua, in his anger, might just delete his WeChat.
He explained once more, adding: [Everyone’s iPhones look the sa, it’s not surprising to mix them up, it’s genuinely just a big misunderstanding, don’t jump to conclusions. Haven’t you felt my sincerity over the past six months? We’re both ready to have a kid together; if I were really seeing another woman, why would I bother with surrogacy? Hua Hua, think about it, doesn’t it make sense?]
"Think my ass!" Hua Hua muttered to himself, "I just want to kill you two bastards!"
Still no reply, Ling Yin kept waiting, terrified he’d blocked him on WeChat as well, promptly logging into Twitter and Weibo, explaining in every possible place.
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