Song Song was a bit speechless; why was she crying? Wasn't Song Song the one who should be crying now?
Even though she knew her mother had passed away, she couldn't cry. She only felt sad and melancholic inside because, without those memories as a carrier, she couldn't truly feel heartache...
Song Song glanced at the man driving next to her and said helplessly, "Brother, your girlfriend is crying. Why don't you answer? She seems very upset."
Huo Junting, however, had no intention of answering, "Just hang up directly!"
"Uh, that doesn't seem good, does it? Brother, are you guys fighting?"
Huo Junting didn't respond immediately. He just took the phone, directly cut off the call, then threw it to the corner and said after a while, "This is what I mentioned earlier; being apart for so long, maybe the person you once liked and cared about has grown into someone you now despise."
"The old chubby was simple and kind, and the current chubby I find unfamiliar."
