Chapter 8 (2/2)

It's all small things like chicken feathers. Ye Sheng doesn't want to distract him.

After the end of the semester, they haven't met for a week.

Recently, he seems to be busy too, although Ye Sheng doesn't know what he is busy with.

We have been studying photography for more than a year. We have many theories in our minds and had great ambitions. But when we really got started, we found that things are far from as simple as we thought.

Filming, meeting, one day preparation, everyone's legs are cramped, holding a pile of things for tomorrow's official shooting back to the dormitory, just want to lie in bed and sleep to death.

Even the usual up and down of 2000, also frost hit eggplant like, wilt.

Wenya carefully brought us hot water and ordered takeout.

The phone rang, a slightly familiar number.

Ye Sheng took a look, vaguely guessed what, ”whoosh” jumped up from his seat and went out.

”Hello, it's me.” The low and warm voice comes from the other end of the mobile phone, just like a warm current, entering people's heart.

Most of the time, the two people are wechat contact.

Lu Xuanyu gave Ye Sheng a number, but she didn't save it. Maybe subconsciously, she didn't know how to remark it.

”Well.”

”Why don't I get back to you? I'm worried about you.” Deep voice, with a bit depressed.

Ye Sheng looked at his mobile phone and found five unread wechat messages on it.

”Oh, I'm sorry. I'm too busy to watch my cell phone today. ”

I used to hear women complain about their boyfriends and say that they are busy every day. Don't they even have half a minute to get back a message?

Now Ye Sheng knows that he is extremely busy, especially when he is not able to arrange his time properly. Everything is possible.

”I wish you were OK. Come down and I'll give you something. ”

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