"Song Haoyu, why do you pick me up from school every day?" The girl wearing oversized glasses asked the boy.
"That goes without saying, I'm afraid you'll be thrown to death before you leave the house." The boy said in a nonchalant manner, looking up at the starry sky, while the girl was obviously unhappy and used her fingertips to hold up the oversized glasses hanging on the tip of her nose.
"Song Haoyu, do you think it will snow on Christmas?" The girl looked up at the stars with him and asked, pointing to the stars in the sky.
Song Haoyu didn't speak. After a moment, he reached his hand into the pocket of his jeans unhurriedly, as if he was looking for something. He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his jeans and continued to speak calmly.
"Wait a minute, I'll check the weather forecast." As he said this, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone. However, the moment it lit up, he was snatched away by a girl wearing oversized glasses.
The girl was speechless and angry, and said, "You are really enough, you don't understand the style at all."
After a while, the girl wearing big glasses spoke again.
"Song Haoyu, if one day you can't find me again, will you miss me?" The girl lowered her head when she asked Song Haoyu, and her expression could not be seen.
Song Haoyu was silent for a while and then said lightly "No"
The girl raised her head, first looked at Song Haoyu in surprise, and then smiled and said, "That's what we said."
"Well..." Song Haoyu's voice was very low. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it on this quiet mountain.
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