Do you miss him?
I do.
Even though we can text, send messages, and make phone calls, I still miss him. I want to see him, to hear his voice in person, to embrace him...
Ever since we've been together, Tong Yan realized how much she misses him, it's just that she usually suppresses it.
Before Tong Yan could speak, Bo Yimo wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. She fell into his arms and buried her face in his chest, hearing him sigh, "I miss you a lot."
How much he misses her, he doesn't know, he just knows that even when looking at her photos, he still misses her.
Tong Yan stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, "I miss you too."
Tong Yan isn't one to be shy or reserved. If she likes someone, she likes them. If she misses someone, she misses them. It's important to her to convey her feelings to others, especially in a relationship.
Bo Yimo smiled, lifting her up and gently placing her on the bed, leaning over her.
