Why don’t you borrow a poem from someone else to express my mood at this time?
whether or not
You have forgotten me.
Otherwise, there is no news.
apart from each other
Have you treasured me?
Otherwise, smile always decorate my dreams.
Leave a beautiful fantasy
Whether we are predestined
It’s the source and the tail
Difficult to meet
Is it our fate?
The years left to me will be
Sorrow haunts the heart and breaks the liver and intestines.
Ps I love you forever. "
This man really touched the psychology of others!
Shen Xintang wanted to laugh, but tears poured out.
What a loser! I’m almost thirty years old and still so sentimental!
☆ Chapter 56 He wants three words ☆
Calm down for a while, she took her mobile phone and called Hua Wenxuan outside.
"hmm? Why did you suddenly think of calling me? " As soon as the words were connected, Hua Wenxuan Gherardini words sounded.
He made her cry, but he laughed like nothing happened.
It can be seen that he is heartless.
"Nothing just meant to dial the wrong number." He didn’t seem to expect her words as much as she thought. She was a little disappointed again. "Are you outside?"
She heard him breathing slightly and the soles hitting the ground. She should be listening while walking.
"Well, didn’t I say I would be busy these two days? Now I’m preparing the car. Do you have anything to say to me?"
"I don’t want to say anything in particular," she mused a little and then said, "Go ahead and wait until you’re finished."
"All right, then!" She heard him knocking at the door. "I’ll call you when I’m finished."
"good!"
"Then I hang up?" He asked in a tone of discussion as if afraid that she would be angry.
"Ok, you hang up!" She sighed almost inaudibly, which seemed a little disappointed.
"What’s the matter with you?" Hua Wenxuan was keenly aware of her mood and suddenly realized that she should have received his letter by calling him on her own initiative.
He coughed and cleared his throat. He still smiled jokingly and said, "You got my letter, didn’t you? Why don’t you write me a reply? "
With the development of information technology, the ancient way of communication is gradually covered with dust, and when it returns to unification occasionally, it will have a sense of freshness and moving warmth.
"Aren’t you busy? Fortunately, you have the time to write!" Shen Xintang is in a better mood, so she won’t write back to him. She has never been confident about her handwritten font, especially in front of him. "You go to work, I’m busy, too. Then I’ll hang up first!"