This Saturday was extremely pleasant, and Xiao Su went home on Sunday.
Yang Ping stayed at home, not wanting to go out, and he chatted nonstop with Xiao Su on WeChat from the moment he got up.
It's hard to say exactly what they talked about, but they detailed everything, even getting engrossed in their breakfast choices.
"You continue reading, my mom is asking me to go out with her, I'll text you later!" Xiao Su sent him a message on WeChat, including a dejected expression sticker.
Yang Ping replied, "Okay! You go ahead, I will read!"
As soon as he put down the phone, he couldn't help but pick it up again to check if Xiao Su had sent him any messages. He didn't even keep track of how many times he charged his phone.
"Why did you pick up your phone again!"
The other party would see the typing indicator.
"Aren't you also sending a WeChat message?"
If she didn't pick up her phone to check WeChat, how would she know he was typing?
"Good boy! Continue reading!"
"Hmm---"