Your Distance

Frost: The surface is very elegant, but the actual eyes are very small.

Park Chang smiled angrily.

He deleted the long paragraph in the input box, and returned: When you encounter a problem, you put responsibility on others?

Frost came back after a while: Why was it suddenly so serious ...

Bai Changyi did not return.

A few minutes later Frost sent several more messages in succession.

Frost: I actually know it's my own problem.

Frost: I just ... think you'll be on my side, so I complained to you.

Frost: A lot of bad things recently.

Frost: I don't know who else to speak to.

Frost: I won't say anymore.

Frost: You are busy.

Park Chang intended to set the phone aside.

After reading a dissertation, Bo Changyi glanced at the chat interface. Frost was still 22 meters away from him. He saw the last few lines from Frost again.

I just ... feel like you're on my side.

I don't know who else to speak to.

You're busy.

You're busy……

Why is there a feeling of bullying a child?

I didn't bully him ...

Somehow there is a sense of default.

Park Chang took off his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose.

Where exactly is the responsibility ...

He put on his glasses again, picked up his phone, and sent Frost a voice: "Continue to the next week."

Frost: Ah?

Bai Changyi said: "During this semester, you will study carefully and prepare your graduation thesis and exam at the same time next year. It is not a student without such a graduation."

Frost: Really? !!

Park Chang replied: Well.

There was no movement across.

Bo Changyi was about to put down the phone. Suddenly the phone continued to vibrate and a voice call request appeared on the screen.

Bai Changyi's finger was clasped on the table a few times before pressing the ON button.

The young voice banged into Bo Changyi's ear: "Can you ... can I invite you to dinner? At night, or on the weekend ... choose your free time."