At midnight on Sunday, Su Ji received a call from Pei Huai.
Although the cameras had stopped working, Nan Miaomiao and Su Ji were not asleep yet.
The two of them were night owls. Their biological clocks were in sync.
Since Nan Miaomiao knew that it was her birthday, she was too lazy to leave to answer the call, so she picked it up.
Nan Miaomiao was leaning back in her chair and applying a steam mask. She pretended not to care, but her ears were all perked up.
"You're finally one year older." This was the first sentence Pei Huai said after the call was connected.
There was a faint sigh.
Su Ji laughed at him. "I'm one year older, and so are you, so the age difference doesn't change.
Nan Miaomiao was buried under the mask, and she snorted mockingly.
They were discussing elementary school math at this age.
The sour smell of love!
Su Ji glanced at Nan Miaomiao, then said to Pei Huai, "my roommate is here."
