Chapter 2 I couldn't find him last night

I hate the man who turns off the phone at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. One night, you suddenly miss him and want to tell him that you like him.You mustered up the courage to dial his phone number, but who knows that there was a message from him on the other end of the phone saying: "I can't take this call right now, please leave your name..." What's more annoying than hearing his text messages when you're lonely? On some occasions, instead of turning off the mobile phone, he diverted the call to a paging station.That night, you really wanted to hear his voice, but who knew that the phone was connected, but it was a rigid voice asking:

"Which one is looking for the owner?" Shall we call him?Your heart is half cold, and you disappoint the caller and say, "It's all right." Since the mobile phone is forwarded to the paging station, what is the use of the mobile phone for?Really annoying. In the middle of the night, you wanted to cry to him so much. After a few struggles, you dialed his phone number, but the answer was a telephone recorder. You said, "It's me..." and then hung up in frustration. When I ran into him the next day, he asked, "Did you look for me yesterday? What can you do with me?"

"Oh, nothing, just some unimportant things." You had to answer like this.