At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Shengsheng was still sitting in the library reading documents when her best friend Su Bei sent her a message asking if she wanted to eat hot pot.
Song Shengsheng thought that he would be alone at home anyway, so it would be nice to have someone to accompany him, so he replied with an OK emoticon and asked her: Where are we going to eat?
Su Bei sent her a photo. In the photo, Su Bei bought a bunch of food from the supermarket and filled the trunk of her car: Zhou Han is on a business trip today, I will pick you up from school and go to your house for dinner. I will stay with you for two days. Tonight we can have hot pot and watch the horror movie that we didn’t finish watching last time.
Song Shengsheng thought about the things Jiang Yiyu left at home, and there didn’t seem to be anything particularly sensitive, so he gave Su Bei an OK expression: Let me know when you’re almost there, I’ll go out.
Su Bei: OK.
After exiting the chat page with Su Bei, Song Shengsheng opened the chat box with Jiang Yiyu, deleted and revised a line of words, and finally asked only one question: Are you there?
After a long time, Jiang Yiyu did not reply. Song Shengsheng thought he must be busy. Maybe after he turns on the camera tomorrow, he will be able to see the Reuters news on the Internet.
She put down her phone and read a few more pages of documents. The phone screen lit up. It was a video call from Jiang Yiyu.
Song Shengsheng put her books and computer into her bag. She put on headphones, put on her bag, and walked out of the library with her phone while connecting to a video call.
On the other side of the video, Jiang Yiyu's surroundings were very dark, so dark that Song Shengsheng couldn't even see his face. After a minute or two, Jiang Yiyu asked, "You haven't gone home yet?"
"Yeah. Are you there yet?"
"Here we are, at the hotel."
"Why don't you turn on the light? Aren't you afraid of the dark?"
"I'm going out to eat soon, so I don't feel like moving right now. What are you planning on having for dinner?"
“Having hot pot with friends.”
"That's good, dear. Do you still remember your promise to eat hotpot with me after I finish filming?"
"I can't forget it."
Jiang Yiyu was silent for a long time. Song Shengsheng slowed down and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I miss you so much." His voice was a little hoarse. "I thought I was fine, but now I miss you so much. Oh my god, I feel like I'm going to be sick."
"lovesickness?"
"Yeah. Do you miss me?"
"In no mood."
Jiang Yiyu sneered: "No conscience."
"Turn on the light, I want to see you."
"good."
Song Shengsheng heard a rustling sound, and then a warm yellow desk lamp lit up in the corner of the screen. Jiang Yiyu also appeared in the camera: "Is it good?"
"Yeah, it looks good."
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