If they're considered illiterate, then everyone in the world would rather be illiterate.
Midway through, Tang Shuwen's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and, pretending nothing was amiss, stood up and walked out of the private room, "Yu Ning, what's up?"
He was very sorry to Zhao Yuning.
Not being able to be with her was also one of Tang Shuwen's regrets.
"Shuwen, today is Christmas Eve." Zhao Yuning's voice was gentle and soft; just by listening to her voice, one could tell she was a charming and lovely woman.
Tang Shuwen hummed in response, "Merry Christmas Eve!"
Zhao Yuning was silent for a moment, her voice becoming softer, slightly aggrieved, "Every Christmas Eve, you would come to see me, and we always spent it together, Shuwen. Aren't you coming to find me this year?"
Tang Shuwen frowned, indeed, even though they were not together, he had visited her every Christmas for the past few years, each year meticulously preparing surprises and gifts for her...
