Mou Wen raised her eyes in shock, looking at his stiff face, "Bo Zhi, do you think I don't want to talk to you?"
"Isn't it?"
"I just don't know how to start, there's so much I want to say that I'm unsure if you want to hear it. If you don't want to listen, then no matter how much I say, what use would it be?"
Bo Zhi, "If you don't say it, how do you know I don't want to hear it?"
...
That night, Bo Nian unexpectedly met up with Lin Miaomiao and the others at Bo Jian's house.
Because Lin Miaomiao also told her about it, Lin Miaomiao came to Bo Jian's house, directly aligning her information with theirs, stunned expressions were exchanged.
Lin Miaomiao said incredulously, "All these years in the same city, only to meet this year, well, meeting just happens sometimes, it seems like quite a fate."'
When you meet once, you meet again.
Who could disagree?
Lin Miaomiao and Bo Nian lay on the sofa, Bo Nian still felt shaken, "Did you meet that kid, settled or awkward?"
