Afterwards, San Yang looked at Xiao Ai's space photo album. I found such a picture, with a sentence on it, a simple but piercing sentence that goes straight to the heart: "I am in love, and I have forgotten my posture." San Yang cried when he saw this sentence. Then, he laughed again.
I am San Yang.
I know.
Where are you now?
In an electronics factory in a small town in Guangzhou.
Are you OK?
Good
So, is he good to you?
Good
When will you come back?
Have a great New Year! I want to see you when I go back during the New Year.
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San Yang watched this chat record over and over again, and then cried over and over again. "I want to see you too." Winter is getting closer now! The new year is coming! San Yang gently clasped his hands together, placed them on his chest, and said silently, "Xiao Ai, you must be happy, very happy, very happy!"