"Def. Request to add you as a friend."
On October 1st, Lin Li, awakened by his 4:30 a.m. alarm, saw this message on his phone.
"Silently counting, fifteen days had already slipped through my fingers; like a drop of water falling from a needlepoint into the sea, my days dripped into the current of time, without a sound, without a shadow. I could not help but feel sweat stream down my forehead and tears fall from my eyes."
"Brother Ping, I miss you so much."
"Ignore."
After reciting an elementary school text, Lin Li naturally chose neither to accept nor reject it, leaving it coldly unattended.
Missing him was one thing, but Song Luping was useless now. Unless the system issued a mission requiring him, there was no point in adding him.
Although Lin Li was the king of making up stories, he could not just make things up anywhere and everywhere.
Adding him back just to shoot the breeze would be troublesome too.
Switching back to his main account, he saw someone mass-sending National Day greetings.
Lin Li smiled faintly.
"Lin Li: On October 1st, the bright moon hangs high; friends and family admire the moon and flowers; at this moment of reunion, screw your mother; reminiscing about the past, blessings abound; beneath the full moon, we look toward the future; on this National Day, may everything go your way!"
"Wang Ze: ..."
"Wang Ze: You're digging up old corpses to whip them, huh?"
Lin Li was a little shocked. Wang Ze had replied instantly—he was already up at this hour? No, that was not right.
For some questions, the moment you asked them, you already knew the answer in your heart.
"Lin Li: You bastard, don't tell me you haven't slept yet."
"Wang Ze: Bullshit. Did you sleep,