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Besides, her voice was naturally tender and soft, with a hint of whining in the tail sound, slightly rising in pitch, causing James Black on the other end of the phone to be taken aback.
"Jane Sampson," James Black called out her full name once more, then suddenly laughed, "In my entire WhatsApp, you're the only friend, so no one else can see it."
Right? Even Peter Gingery had been neatly blocked by him just because of a name.
There was indeed only one friend in James Black's WhatsApp; that was the glaringly prominent avatar of James Carter's wife.
"Just me?" Jane Sampson didn't quite believe it, "In the future, you're still going to add others, anyway you've changed your avatar~"
Jane Sampson muttered softly, her voice delicate and hushed, which made James Black involuntarily stop in his tracks.
Her voice seemed to echo gently in his ears; when the wind brushed against his face, it was as if he was under the illusion of her whispering lowly right beside him.
