There was silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds.
Then my dad's voice was very low, but with a reassuring force: "Daughter, go home."
I put down my phone and turned the car on the way home.
In the rearview mirror, the apartment building I had lived in for three years was getting smaller and smaller.
I suddenly thought that from today on, I, Shen Qingmo, will live my life as the real Shen Qingmo.
Gu Jingchen has never felt that his mobile phone is hot.
But at this moment, he was holding his phone, and the screen was blindingly bright, with a series of inexplicable system notifications on it. He thought it was a virus, so he exited and re-entered, then exited and re-entered again, but the notification still hung there, as if it was growing on the screen.
