Lu Wenxing was very confused. He clearly had a beautiful face that the entire entertainment industry envied, and he could sing, dance, and act, yet he was utterly unpopular. Until—
He had a d...
A little lighter.
"Lu Wenxing."
"Um?"
Lu Wenxing responded subconsciously, and Gu Yanshen’s low voice came out from the receiver.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?"
“The sound of the second hand moving.”
——Tick, tick.
Lu Wenxing was stunned for a second. Gu Yanshen was not at home on New Year's Eve?
—Boom! Boom! Boom!
The clock struck midnight.
Lu Wenxing heard the sound of the big bell ringing!
"Lu Wenxing." Gu Yanshen's voice seemed to pass through the fireworks of thousands of homes and fell into Lu Wenxing's ears.
"Happy New Year!"
--Bang.
A burst of fireworks exploded in the sky above the small town of City B, shining brightly in the dark night.
Lu Wenxing looked at the brilliant fireworks and his voice softened. He held the phone and responded.
"Happy New Year!"
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