He knew it was because he hadn't seen Pei Xi in so long.
It is difficult for people to go from extravagance to frugality.
He used to be able to force himself not to see Pei Xi for half a year, but now, even if it's only for half a month, he feels something inside him clamoring to break through the soil, something he can't suppress.
Although Pei Xi sends him messages every day.
The time available to send messages is only a small fraction of the day.
He spent the rest of his time thinking about her.
What I think about most is, what is Pei Xi doing right now?
Perhaps she's watching TV at home with Pei Zhi, perhaps she's out shopping with her best friend, or perhaps she's just curled up in bed alone watching TV or reading.
But he didn't send Pei Xi a message first.
He always felt that if Pei Xi didn't take the initiative to find him, it meant that she didn't want to chat with him at that moment, so he shouldn't take the initiative to find her.
But then a question suddenly occurred to him.
He felt he was waiting for Pei Xi, but was it possible that Pei Xi was also waiting for him?
Because she said before she left that she would miss him.
Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa, opened the chat window with Pei Xi, hovered his finger over the screen for a moment, and finally typed a message and sent it.
The phone didn't ring, and Pei Xi didn't reply for a long time.
She's probably busy.
Jiang Cheng held his phone, staring blankly at the screen that had been unresponsive for a long time, lost in thought.
Then, the screen suddenly lit up; it was Pei Xi calling.
Jiang Cheng was taken aback. He pressed the answer button, and the receiver was filled with a cacophony of voices and hollow electronic announcements. Pei Xi's voice cut through the noise and came through clearly into his ears: "Jiang Cheng, I just got off the plane. I brought two suitcases, and it's so cold outside. Do you want to come pick me up?"
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