Zhou Tiantian snatched Wen Wan's phone, "Such a klutz, I'll ask for you."
Wen Wan reached out to grab it back, fearing Tiantian might mess things up, "Give it to me, I'll send it myself."
But Zhou Tiantian leapt off the sofa and took her charitable spirit to a whole new level, "There, sent."
Seeing her friend's smug smirk, Wen Wan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What did you send?" Wen Wan demanded.
Zhou Tiantian, with a grin, tossed the phone back to Wen Wan, "Take a look for yourself, it's very subtle."
Wen Wan suddenly found her fingers trembling as she scrolled through the message history. When she saw what Tiantian had sent, she froze for a moment then bared her teeth and bellowed, "Zhou Tiantian!"
On the message screen were just four words—I miss you.
"Don't... don't be mad, at worst, you can just say you sent it by mistake, what's the big deal!" Zhou Tiantian and Wen Wan started to circle the sofa, playing a game of cat and mouse.
