A faint figure flashed on the screen, and the girl who transformed into Qiu Xin was quickly typing words on her notebook that could make her laugh. Occasionally, he blinked mischievously, and an extremely vivid halo of light circulated, making even the not very delicate facial features shine.
"Hanhan, I'm leaving." My mother's voice sounded soft and sweet.
"That's good." The girl agreed, quickly typed a line in the chat window, turned around and left.
The lingering heat of summer is spreading on the table, the sound of typing on the keyboard is still hoarse in the air, and a line of words flashes unexpectedly.
Zi Xiao May 10, 2008 12:03
There is no need to worry about all the clouds in the world. You have given me more expectations, so let's go.