Jiang se did not take the initiative to ask about her funeral. After all, it was not a pleasant memory for her. As time passed, she gradually buried it in the depths of her memory and did not mention it again.
She didn't want to keep talking about these unpleasant things, so she calmed down and asked, "
"Did I disturb your class?"
"PEI Yi,"
Someone called PEI Yi's name from the other end of the line. It sounded like a girl's voice, and she sounded a little serious.
"I'm in class. What are you doing?"
"No, I didn't,"
PEI Yi denied flatly, "
"When Sese calls, she doesn't call to disturb you at any time."
He ignored the person who was still calling for him to go to class. He chatted with Jiang se for a while longer. When he heard her tone gradually calm down, he slowly relaxed.
Jiang se tidied her hair and pulled up the mirror in her car. She took a tissue and wiped her eyes.
"I'll go back first. You can go to class."
