"Hello, classmate Bo, your takeout has arrived. Please come out and pick up the food. I'll wait for you at the school gate."
"Hello, classmate Bo, come out to get your meal. I'll wait for you at the door."
"Hello, classmate Bo, pick up your meal at the door."
"Pick up food, at the door."
"Pick up your meal."
Bo Chen looked at the text messages on his phone and kicked An Xiyan, who was sitting next to him playing a mobile game. "Look, the text messages you sent me are getting colder and colder. Now you don't even send text messages, you big pig's hooves!" An Xiyan said aggrievedly: "I'm next to you every day, please wake up."
In Bo Chen's heart, Anxiyan is very unreliable. Other people's love words, such as Lao Gong's, are all about loving you for ten thousand years, and wanting to be with you for the rest of his life. When he came to Anxiyan, "Classmate, it's not good for you to eat takeout every day, do you want me to understand?"