And with such a great opportunity like the "school anniversary" to play the emotional card, she didn't believe the Quan City side would let it slip easily.
So from that moment on, she had already started preparing in secret.
"Da-da-da—"
Her fingers flew over the keyboard, producing crisp, rapid clicks.
In the corner of the room, several packed cardboard boxes were stacked up, labeled with marker: "Yanyan's books," "Qingqing's clothes"...
Today was the moving day they had agreed on, but she clearly had no mind to deal with any of it.
Time ticked by second after second, yet Tang Song's call still hadn't come.
Shen Yuyan was as anxious as an Ant on a hot wok, unable to sit still.
Several times she wanted to pick up her phone and call again to confirm, but reason kept reminding her over and over to stay calm and dignified.
More than half an hour passed.
"Ring-ring-ring—" That familiar ringtone, like the music of heaven itself, finally rang out!
[Tang Song]
