"Xibei, what are you doing? My brother went out on a date and left me alone at home."
"Yao Yao is alone at home. I really want to fly to you."
"I think about it very much too."
"I know, go to bed early."
"How can I sleep if I can't see you? How can I sleep if I can't see your smile."
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The wind chime of youth opens my heart, the colorful flute of youth blows my dreams, and the notes of youth drive me toward hope. Youth, this beautiful season, is when we sow hope, cherish it, grasp it, and let
It emits dazzling brilliance in our hands.
Time always flies by in a hurry, and it has already been a month since I came here.
I live a boring life every day, go to class, eat and go home. Only my brother is with me occasionally, and the only person who keeps me company is talking on the phone and sending messages to Xibei. Since I rejected Han Youxi last time, I rarely talk to him.
He came into contact. Life was so peaceful and boring.
At first, Xibei and I kept sending messages and calling each other, but gradually, Xibei always said she was busy and sent less messages. Although we still called each other every day, she always hung up after only a few words.
Occasionally we have long chats.
I feel that Xibei no longer has the same enthusiasm as before. When she left, she said she would come to see me every week, but she has only come once or twice now. She even came in the first two weeks, but then she said she didn't have time, so she didn't.
Here I am, I haven’t seen him for half a month.
Today is Saturday again. The Saturday that I finally looked forward to came, but Xibei said that she didn’t have time not to come.