It's been a whole year, and Yuan Qing hasn't been back for even years, not to mention his birthday, so he must have forgotten it.

On this day, Tang Song took advantage of the holiday to invite Xia Jiuchao out for dinner. Xia Jiuchao was admitted to one of the best design schools in China after the college entrance examination, and she spent the whole night convincing her parents, but they reluctantly agreed, so she rarely went home, even during holidays. The two of them are not able to stick together every day like before, so they cherish this friendship that has lasted for seven years even more.

"Jiuchao, I envy you so much." Tang Song stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon, although it seemed uncourteous.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Look at you, you learn the major you have liked since you were a child, you have a wide social circle, and you are all like-minded friends, and you don't have to worry about any boyfriend at the moment......"

"How do I feel like you're laughing at me for being single?" Xia Jiuchao looked loveless, "You have your brother Yuanqing, although you are not together yet, but you both like each other, I ...... Alas...... I'll ...... with my drawings later."

"No, no," Tang Song couldn't cry or laugh, but there was some loss in his eyes, "I just envy that you don't have to worry about him like me every day." ”

"Yo, Tang Song has really grown up, don't you blush now when you say this?"

"Phew, I'm serious." Tang Song rolled his eyes and made a gesture to hit Xia Jiuchao, but Xia Jiuchao sat there motionless and grimaced, knowing that she would not really do it, and sure enough, Tang Song took his hand indignantly and continued to eat.

"He's really ruthless," Xia Jiuchao held his chin in his hands and looked at Tang Song, "I haven't written a letter for a year, and if you say something very unpleasant, I thought he didn't want you anymore." ”

Tang Song cried with a sad face and replied: "I have thought so for a long time......" She still wanted to continue to complain, but the brisk mobile phone ringed, and the caller ID was actually Yuan Qing.

"Nine to you!"

"Oh my God, he hasn't been seen for a year, this can't be a kidnapper's call, right? Hurry up and pick it up! ”

Tang Song motioned for Xia Jiuchao to be silent, and she hurriedly pressed the answer button, almost missing the call.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a long-lost voice, still low and good:

"Song Song."

At this moment, Tang Song's tears were almost bursting out of her eyes, and the longing that had been suppressed for a year was said in the form of reproach, but the unbearable distress still made her shut up, and she sniffed.

"Are you crying?"

"No ......"

"Song Song, I ......"

"What's wrong?"

"I miss you so much."

A thousand words, but I can't miss this sentence, Tang and Song's year's wait was finally not in vain. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Tang Song ......" Xia Jiuchao called out to her in a low voice and held her hand.

Although Yuan Qing was thousands of miles away, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something and hurt. He had a feeling that Tang Song was crying.

"Song Song," Yuan Qing continued, "I'm sorry, I'm just contacting you now, I've been busy with something before, I ......"

"Yuan Qing." This time, Tang Song rarely called his name, and Yuan Qing also found out.

"How?"

"I miss you too."

“！” Yuan Qing was shocked at first, and then he was so excited that he couldn't hold his phone steadily.

Tang Song heard his panic and chuckled.

Yuan Qing circled in place like a child who had got sugar: "Song Song, you, are you serious?" ”

"Well, I miss you so much, I ...... I like you. ”