In the next few days, Sheng Yiting held back from contacting Tong Siyao, and Tong Siyao did not contact him either.
On the night of New Year's Eve, he had been staring at his phone from eight o 'clock to twelve o' clock, but she didn't even come to ask about him.
He couldn't take it anymore, so he sent her a text message: Happy New Year.
Tong Siyao didn't respond. He waited until two O 'clock in the evening, but he didn't receive any reply. He smashed his phone in anger.
The moment his phone fell to the ground, it suddenly rang. He was overjoyed and quickly picked it up. "Hey-"
wow! a surprised voice came from the other end. my dear nephew, did you miss me so much? it only rang for a while and you picked up.
Sheng Yiting,"Yueyue."
"Hello?" are you still listening? " Simon asked anxiously.
what are you doing in the middle of the night? " Sheng Yiting asked in a bad mood.
