As she was about to hang up the phone, a sudden voice came from the other end, "I'm thinking about you, can't sleep."
I'm thinking about you, can't sleep...
Ye Lantian listened to the words, and her mind quickly replayed them over and over again.
Suddenly, a blush appeared on her fair little face.
The discomfort in her heart earlier suddenly turned sweet, as if she had drunk a jar of honey.
Is he not angry anymore?
Does he really want to believe in her?
This is really good.
She was reluctant to hang up the phone too, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, laughing and saying, "I'm thinking about you too."
"Thinking about me for what?" he teased.
Of course, his tone was very serious, but he knew in his heart that he was teasing, though that girl was too innocent to understand what he meant by his words.
"I, I just miss you, I want to hear your voice, want to see you."
"Do you really miss me that much?"
"Of course." She nodded confidently.
