On the 23rd, it was a little past nine in the morning.
Ling Yi, who was lying on the sofa, was watching the news on the TV absent-mindedly while thinking about the changes in his group.
"You've indeed become more beautiful."
"But..."
Ling Yi glanced at Yunji, who was still sitting at the side with a ruddy face, and sighed. "Why do I feel that it's getting more and more..."
He didn't know what to say.
In short, Yunji also had the same symptoms as Lin Shurou. Sometimes, she would be particularly urgent for no reason.
He wanted to ask, but he felt that it might be a shameful question. After hesitating for a while, he compromised and asked, "Mm... Did you feel unhappy?"
"Huh?"
Yunji blinked and was stunned for a moment. Then she shook her head and said, "No, why?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just don't know why you feel so urgent all of a sudden..."
"I miss you." Yunji said with a smile.