A ‘hmm’ word indicates that the other party does not want to chat with her.


    Sophie took her phone and edited the content, but after half a day of thinking, she didn’t know what to say to him.


    The first thing that came to mind was, “I’m also in this hospital and I’m bored. Do you know how to y King’s Glory? Do you want to y a game together?


    She remembered that Dixon preferred to y this game, and he had taught her to practice heroes by hand before.


    If you can y the game together, open a voice, you can immediately know whether the other party is Dixon.


    The Dixon was bored at this time, originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that he had added her as a friend before, he reluctantly agreed, [Okay.]


    The two of them opened the game at the same time and went to the number.


    The two of them are still at the gold level.


    She took a look at Dixon’s ranking as the king of the matchless, so she had no choice but to form a room and invite him to y a match.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    A short whileter, Dixon entered the room and edited a message: [Your gold level?


    The words are full of dislike.


    Sophie replied: [I used to y in QQ zone, and I just yed in WeChat zone. I assist y very good.]


    Dixon: […]


    Feeling the other party’s dislike, even the game waste in ‘ready state’, she was worried that Dixon would quit the room.


    After a few hesitations, Sophie clicked on the voice and said, “Do you … you y or not?”


    After saying this, Sophie immediately turned the voice off.


    Bang, bang, bang!


    Her heart beat wildly for a while, although it was the ninth cold day, wearing a down jacket, but she felt a burst of backbone a hot, vaguely seeping out of sweat.


    “You … who are you?”


    The other side opened the voice in a second, questioning.


    The other side’s familiar voice was the voice she had been thinking about.


    In that instant, Sophie’s eyes were hot, tears, gushing out of her eyes.


    She held the phone tightly, covering her mouth with one hand, and buried her head between her legs, immersed in grief, unable to extricate herself.


    Dixon could not hear the other side back, a little anxious, “Hey, I’m talking to you, did you hear me?”


    “Where is the person?”


    “Talk?!”


    “Hey, you do say something!”


    In the ward, Dixon sat up excitedly from the bed, holding the phone to the person on the other end growled, questioned, but for a long time can not wait for the other party to reply.


    The familiar voice was Sophie’s.


    He was so anxious that he turned off the game, opened WeChat, tapped on ‘Time After Time’ and popped up a video with her.


    Sophie, who was immersed in grief, saw the bouncing video call and was so frightened that she brushed her sleeve to wipe her tears and hung up the video call.


    Then she edited a few words, [My boyfriend is in.]


    After sending it, Sophie was worried that Dixon would be suspicious, so she immediately searched the Inte and sent a very ordinary, even a little ugly photo to her circle of friends, with the text: [It’s almost New Year’s Eve, I don’t know when to get out of the hospital.]


    While she was looking for the picture, Dixon sent a lot of messages.


    [You have a boyfriend?]


    [What’s your name?]


    [Where are you, I’ming to you now.]


    Looking at the other party’s extremely fast reply messages, Sophie could almost feel how much he cared for her, and was touched, but more than that, it was painful.


    So, she edited the text to reply: [You are not talking nonsense, I have said my boyfriend is in, still can not have a boyfriend?]


    We’re not familiar with each other yet, so it’s not appropriate to ask for names.


    You’re not the kind of man who wants to fish and date online, are you?


    In order to avoid Dixon’s suspicion of her identity, Sophie, with tears in her eyes, held back her sadness and edited a few messages, but the attitude of each message was very different from her own character.