Then, he dialed Feng Shanshan's cell phone number and found that it had been canceled.
"I thought that I could wait for a warm embrace when I go home." Tang Yan threw his cell phone and sat on the sofa. He suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. "I didn't expect you to disappear and leave without saying goodbye."
Tang Yan was somewhat disappointed.
A moment later, the professor called. "You're home, right? Come over for dinner. You're alone now anyway."
Tang Yan laughed a few times before he got up and went to the professor's house.
It was early spring, and uncle and nephew were eating hotpot around the stove.
"Have you contacted Shanshan?"
"She changed her number..." Tang Yan picked up the wine glass and drank its contents in one gulp.
"Looking at you, you feel wronged, don't you?" The professor laughed and said a few heartfelt words to Tang Yan. "Although it's very sad to see you like this, I really feel that you deserve this fate."
