Shi Yang sent over a selfie. He was leaning on the sofa, a handsome smile on his face.
Zhao Meimei stared at Shi Yang's photo for a while, and the longing she had held back all night suddenly overflowed.
Zhao Meimei sent a message to Shi Yang: I want to go home, brother, I miss you so much, I want to go home now!!
Shi Yang: Don't, hang in there, in just over twenty days, I'll come to see you.
Zhao Meimei: I can't hold on, I'm almost going crazy from missing you.
Shi Yang: Twenty days will pass in the blink of an eye. When I come to see you this time, I'll bring you some specialties from the provincial capital, let you have a feast, and then I'll take you around, consider it an overseas tour and an early honeymoon.
Zhao Meimei: Okay then, I really hope time flies by.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Meimei felt much more settled, opened the photo of Shi Yang again, and looked at it for a while. Although Shi Yang was smiling, the fatigue in his eyes couldn't easily be concealed.
