The next day, Hu Yan woke up on the hotel's large bed.
Last night, she had several messy dreams.
But after waking up, her memory of the content was rather blurry.
She hadn't slept well.
"What a pain the boss is!"
"Or should I call him Cheng Zhu now?"
At this thought, Hu Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, realizing that she actually knew him better in real life.
"He doesn't know my real name."
"He hasn't seen what I look like either, I was wearing a mask yesterday."
"In essence, in our unplanned offline meeting, he ended up revealing more about himself!"
To this day, she still hadn't replied to the WeChat message Cheng Zhu had sent her yesterday.
Because Hu Yan really didn't know how to interact with him.
Before, the idea was just to be online friends forever, wasn't that whatever I wanted it to be?
Between him and me, there are only two layers of relationships.
The first layer is an online friendship, we chat occasionally.
