"Tianxin..." On the other end of the phone came Chen Yiran's deep and familiar voice.
"Brother Yiran…" Tianxin said in a small voice full of frustration. She hadn't seen him in several months, she was beginning to forget what he looked like.
"Hmm." Chen Yiran responded softly from the other end of the phone. His voice paused for a moment before he said to Tianxin: "Happy New Year, study hard and get into your dream school."
"…" Tianxin's frustration vanished without a trace in an instant.
She stared blankly out of her window at the huge red lanterns, her tiny red lips opened and closed several times, finally she muttered: "Is that all you're going to say??"
"Hehe…" Chen Yiran seemed to break into a sudden laughter, his voice deep yet clear, like the cool autumn wind that gently brushed against the cheeks.
"So, what do you want to hear??" He asked happily.
