Shen Liguang finally got rid of those people and went to look for his phone.
He thought the girl would send him a message to let him know she was safe. When he checked WeChat, the chat history was still on the last sentence he had sent.
Shen Liguang's gaze deepened, and he rubbed his cheek.
That little one used to write about her deep and passionate love for him in her diary, but now she couldn't even be bothered to send a simple message to let him know she was safe.
Isn't it supposed to be normal to send messages and make phone calls every day when you're dating?
Why is she becoming more and more indifferent towards him, even though her love poems and diaries were written so passionately?
Or perhaps, he was being too sensitive.
"What's wrong? Waiting for your girlfriend's call?"
Shen Liguang glanced at Song Yao, his look a bit cold.
"Is it abnormal for a boyfriend to wait for his girlfriend's call?"
