Zhao Yuan lost the mood to enjoy the beautiful early autumn scenery in the countryside. He sped past Liu Lanhua and Cao Damiao and returned home.
Lin Wenxi's calls had become his daily sustenance.
"Are you up?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not bad. What about you?"
"I. slept pretty well too. Have you ate?" In reality, Zhao Yuan had been suffering from frequent bouts of insomnia ever since he came home.
"Yeah. What about you?"
"I've eaten too. What did you today?"
"Reading. some stuff." In reality, Lin Wenxi was reading his new university's brochure on admissions, rules, regulations, schedule, and so on. Lin Ziwei gave little explanation of these things and made him settle the rest.
Days later, Zhao Yuan finally reached the end of his patience.
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