She turned around and returned to her room. She continued to flip through the script page by page.
After flipping through it for a while, she felt that it was a little tiring.
She took out her phone from her pocket and opened the chat app. Yes, he was there. She actually began to believe that no matter when she went online, he would always be there.
“Are You There?”
She typed out these two words out of habit.
Very soon, a message came back.
“Yes.”
It was his style.
It was short, and there was almost no trace of mud or water.
Yan Huan leaned on the table and propped up her face. She looked at the simple profile picture and sighed softly. In the end, she did not say anything.
She had chosen the path herself, so she had to climb down even if she had to crawl.
She placed her phone on the table and took the script. The script was only in her hands for a few days. It was not easy to deal with the characters in the script in these few days.
