After they left, Duan Xingzhi finally really quieted down.
Duan Xingzhi took a shower, then went back to the living room to watch TV, but as he watched, his mind started to drift again.
Duan Xingzhi thought, he really had been angered by her, that was why he'd been so mad he didn't want to see her, why he'd impulsively transferred her down to General Affairs just so he wouldn't have to see her anymore.
If you ask him whether he regrets it now?
He does. How could he not?
Before, he could see her anytime, every day, but now he had to sneak around and follow behind her just to catch a glimpse.
His gaze suddenly fell on his phone. He picked it up, wanting to call her, but somehow his finger tapped on the WeChat app he almost never used.
Not many of his friends used WeChat, so his contacts list there was pathetically small. People he actually talked to with it were even fewer.
