Su Zelin casually caught a leaf in his hand.
Autumn always brings a feeling of sadness and loneliness. In this season, it's easy to lament about the passing of time, adding inexplicable melancholy and confusion to one's heart.
Suddenly, a strong impulse surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but take out his phone from his pocket.
"Beep beep beep..."
He dialed the number he could press with his eyes closed. Soon, a gentle and soft girl's voice came through the receiver: "Hello, Xiaolinzi?"
The childhood friend's tone carried a hint of surprise.
At this time, Su Zelin rarely called her.
"Accidentally dialed the wrong number, oh well, let's chat a bit, Qin Shiqing, what color clothes are you wearing today?"
Su Zelin searched for a topic.
"Aren't you boring? Orange!"
"I wasn't asking about outerwear!"
"Go away, did you take the wrong medicine!"
"..."
The rascal didn't know why he suddenly called Qin Shiqing, just that he wanted to hear her voice.
