After he finished his meal, it didn't cross his mind even for a split second to let me know or to ask what I was up to.Back then, I hadn't read too deeply into it and simply kept chatting with him. But later on, Tony gradually stopped replying altogether. Whenever I pressed him for answers, he would say coldly, “Don’t you have your own things to do?”Even though I had passed the age of obsessing over trivial things like whether someone replied within seconds.But seeing Michael’s explanation, a secret, fluttering joy sparked in my heart.Still, I sent back a polite response.“It’s fine, focus on your work first. You don't have to reply to my messages right away.”Instantly, the top of the chat box changed to show that the other party was already typing.After a long pause, a giant wall of text suddenly flashed across the screen.“Soldiers during World War II could still find the time to write love letters to their partners. “Olympic commentators call their girlfriends du
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