"I'm afraid not. Let your dad pick you up."
"What's the matter?"
"Yes, yes." Mom smiled on the other side, "You don't know yet, right? The boy from the Wen family came back with his father this week. He invited our family to have dinner on Friday night... Your dad has a bad stomach these two days, so he won't go. He will pick you up then."
"That's it..." Su Run responded casually, turning to look at the falling snow outside the phone booth.
Just like the flying catkins at that time, they flew all over the sky and floated into the window at that time.
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