The content of the text messages, from the initial shyness to the explicitness in the middle, contained sweetness and emotion. Those beautiful memories leapt off the page, and as he read, he, a man like this, actually began to cry. It turned out they had talked about so many things before, even though they were just trivial matters of life, they still made his heart feel a sharp pain!
Looking at the messages later, he didn't dare to turn the pages anymore; each line was full of hurt. The following forty pages were filled with his irritability and impatience, and the time stopped ten days ago with his last sentence — "You really make me sick, let's break up, I don't want to be with you anymore!"
Bastard!
Wubai cursed out loud, cursing himself: Wubai, you bastard!
Closing the notebook, he opened the second one, on the first page it was neatly written — Love Calendar!
