In the next few days, Xia Yihan will choose the time, as long as it is not the late night in the United States, she will send messages to the past. Even if it's not too intimate, she'll greet you sooner or later.

It's just that her message is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there's no response at all.

On several occasions, she called, was interrupted after the connection, and then called again, that is, shut down.

She felt that leaf ink was like building a wall of iron beside him and refused to let her in. But the more she knew he was like this, the...