Thinking about seeing Zhang Yuksheng and Liao Jinglin the day after tomorrow, An Yiqing was particularly excited. At the same time, her longing for the An Family and Gu Yelin grew deeper.
Saying goodnight to Duan Jingning, An Yiqing returned to her bedroom to wash up. Just as she emerged from the bathroom, draped in a bath towel, her phone on the bed rang.
Seeing the familiar two characters on the screen, a warm smile appeared on An Yiqing's face.
"Ah Lin, why are you still awake so late?"
"Miss you, can't sleep." Gu Yelin's deep and pleasant voice came from the receiver, and An Yiqing instantly felt all her day's fatigue vanish, leaving only sweet feelings in her heart.
She threw the towel onto the sofa and flung herself onto the soft bed, rolling around with the quilt, looking as content as a lazy cat.
"Ah Lin, I miss you too. I wonder when I'll be able to return." An Yiqing's voice was sweet and a bit pouty, a side of her no one else would ever see.
