Chapter 15
September 29th, today is the 10th day since I met Mr. Shi.
I opened Qingteng early in the morning and took a look at the chat page with him. I found that yesterday, although I didn’t take the initiative to contact him, he didn’t take the initiative to contact me either.
Although I have no stance, it still feels a bit uncomfortable.
I watched a group of boys at the village entrance complaining that they were always the ones who took the initiative to find topics, while the girls always ignored them or even disappeared suddenly, which was very annoying.
A surge of anger suddenly surged in my heart. I know that venting anger on others is very rude, but when something you have been looking forward to for a long time fails, it is inevitable that people will get emotional.
After playing two games of King's Return, my heart gradually calmed down. Yesterday's hesitation and wavering seemed to have finally made some decisions today.
But when I opened his chat page, not surprisingly, I stopped again.
Damn it, I’m such a face control freak.
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My obsession with looks has struck again, and I, who had originally decided to give up, stopped writing again. I deleted the previous words one by one, and slowly typed: "Friend, I've already written tens of thousands of words of this story, but I still don't know what you look like in real life. I'm a little curious about how different you are from your profile picture. So, can we make an appointment on National Day to satisfy my damn superficial hobby?"
As expected, on September 30, the 11th day after we met, I reopened Qingteng and saw the words I typed yesterday, but the other party didn't reply a single word yesterday.
Suddenly I admired my own perseverance and endurance. The "Sword of Damocles" finally fell, cutting off my last bit of hesitation, and I decided to give up.
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