The first is not read back!
There are usually two possibilities for not being able to read back, especially when chatting, one is the end of the chat, such as 886, good night, etc.
The other is ignored!
Or the person walks away, the first situation is better, but the second situation is often very depressing, especially when the other person is the person you care about.
Of course, there is another situation where the other party is typing.
When Wang Yifan discussed this topic with his friends in his previous life, everyone came to a conclusion.
If you are chatting with someone you like, the biggest expectation is "The other party is typing." in the chat dialog box, because you don't know what the next sentence is waiting for you.
But when he knows you will miss him (her), does he happen to miss you too.
As a result, I can't wait to know his next sentence, and I am totally in no mood to do other things.
Of course, Zhang Zirong is not a little girl. On the contrary, her age has passed and she is in the most sensitive period of women.
After the initial ignorant admiration, Zhang Zirong's love history was actually blank. Therefore, she was a little bit like a girl at this time, a little nervous, and a little anxiously waiting for Wang Yifan's reply.
She actually wanted to edit a paragraph just now, but after seeing Wang Yifan's text being input, she directly deleted one by one.
Stuck in the blank input box for a long time, waiting expectantly for his reply.
In fact, in love, there are usually a lot of small routines, I am afraid that you are not enthusiastic enough, I am afraid that I will be too proactive.
Because you are in the input, we have the capital to catch and let go, and we can continue to play with you the cautious opportunity to talk or refuse.
When one party wants to stop, then grasp the opportunity to give you an answer.
But why not press the send button so long?
Zhang Zirong may not understand these routines at this moment, but Wang Yifan does.
In fact, seeing Zhang Zirong's message and two consecutive invitations made Wang Yifan feel flattered, but he was still waiting, waiting for the last chance.
He stayed in the input process, edited and deleted, deleted and re-edited.
One minute passed, two minutes passed, Wang Yifan did not send an answer for a long time.
Then another message came from Zhang Zirong: "Good night!"
Wang Yifan sighed, saying that it is the most difficult to accept the grace of beautiful people, which is how he feels at this time.
If at this time, he still doesn't understand Zhang Zirong's affection, then he is an orphan, but he is obviously not.
So, he picked up the phone and turned off the micro-chat.
Then stood up, took the snacks brought by the assistant, and then opened the door and walked out.
At the same time, Zhang Zirong was looking at the phone screen disappointedly, sighed, and put down the phone.
She touched her cheek and sighed secretly: "Maybe he really..."
"Hey, where did your straightforwardness go back then? How come this time, but you are in trouble?" Zhang Zirong muttered to himself.
At this time, Wang Yifan had already made a decision, perhaps he was destined in the future.
That being the case, why bother yourself? She has already taken the initiative twice, man, it should be done by taking the initiative.
So he came to Zhang Zirong's door.
Ding Dong!
The doorbell rang outside Zhang Zirong's room.
She stood up suddenly and ran to the door with bare feet, looking out through the cat's eyes above the door.
It's him!
Zhang Zirong suddenly felt a little hot on her cheeks, she reached out and slapped her cheeks, as if this could remove some heat.
Then, she took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Zirong didn't know why he suddenly asked.
"Don't you say that no one will share it when one eats it alone, and no matter how delicious the food is, there will be less flavor. Well, I think so too, isn't it welcome?" Wang Yifan smiled and looked at Zhang Zirong.
Just after taking a shower, Zhang Zirong, whose hair hasn't blown, bare feet, wrapped in a bathrobe, Wang Yifan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Fortunately, Zhang Zirong did not seem to notice this.
She turned sideways and said with a smile: "Come in."
When Wang Yifan walked by her, he smelled a unique fragrance after bathing, and took it to the door.
Zhang Zirong turned and walked into the room, and Wang Yifan followed in.
After sitting down, Wang Yifan finally couldn't help but said, "Ahem, don't you want to change clothes?"
"Huh?" Zhang Zirong then remembered that he was only wrapped in a bathrobe. Would he think I was too casual?
But, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to open the door.
But Zhang Zirong is Zhang Zirong, and since Wang Yifan is here, then what is she embarrassing about.
"No need!" Zhang Zirong stretched out his wet hair and looked at Wang Yifan with a pair of beautiful eyes.
Are you here anyway?
"Do you want to blow your hair?" Wang Yifan asked with a smile.
Now it was Zhang Zirong's turn to blush, nodded and said, "Okay."
"The hair dryer is there!" Zhang Zirong pointed to a pink hair dryer on the table not far away.
Wang Yifan stood up, walked over, and picked up the hair dryer.
Then, he walked behind Zhang Zirong and started to dry her hair.
It was only because Zhang Zirong was sitting, because Wang Yifan was standing, and because she was only wrapped in a bathrobe, so Wang Yifan saw a scene that he shouldn't watch.
"Woo..." There was only the sound of a hair dryer in the room.
Zhang Zirong's hair is very dark and dense, very supple, but it is normal to think about it, she should have taken care of her long hair.
In this fast-paced era, people quickly realized that they fell in love in just a few words, and they fell in love with each other. Wherever there is unforgettable and deep affection, it is just a glimpse.
There are fewer and fewer people who are willing to see your circle of friends, and more and more people are coveting the happiness of the past. Most people are too late to pay attention, and it is over.
Perhaps it’s hard to talk about much effort in the circle of friends, but it is the most calm waiting for a person.
If a person does not want to miss any of your dynamics, then she must really want to understand your preferences, walk into your heart, and participate in your life.
This is the conclusion that Wang Yifan came to when he chatted with his old friends. In fact, if Wang Yifan is the kind of greedy person, then in his capacity, what kind of girl is not there?
But he was unwilling.
What he hopes is the kind that can make each other completely belong to each other.
After drying her hair, Zhang Zirong tied her hair casually with rubber bands.
Then the two began to eat.
It is true that many times, when a person eats something, no matter how delicious it is, it will feel less flavorful, but if someone shares it together, it will be different.
Suddenly, Zhang Zirong stood up, walked to the wine cabinet in the hotel suite on the side, and took out a bottle of red wine.
"Drink some?" Zhang Zirong's face was a little ruddy, and he picked up the bottle and shook it at Wang Yifan.
"Okay!"
