When Jiang Cheng called, Gu Yi was troubled by the inspiration he had exhausted for a long time. There were no lights in the room, and the sudden light up of the mobile phone screen in the darkness was a bit abrupt. She kicked away the drawing board with white paper hanging on it, picked up the mobile phone thrown next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pressed the answer button:
"Hello?"
A deep voice echoed in the room.
"Gu Yi..." Jiang Cheng's voice on the other end of the phone was still calm, "I can't go to the movies with you tomorrow."
"Oh..." Gu Yi responded. He didn't know what to say. He scratched his head and changed the call to hands-free mode. When he had free time, he lit a cigarette. The sound of the lighter being opened with his fingers was particularly clear in the darkness.
Jiang Cheng on the other end of the phone was silent and said, "That's it for now, you have a good rest."
"Jiang Cheng..." Gu Yi hurriedly stopped him before hanging up. She took a long puff of cigarette and spit it out slowly, "Let's break up."
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HE direction, short essay.
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