As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
Yang Shujue frowned, looking somewhat unhappy. "If you consider me a friend, then let's continue to be friends."
If you're trying to force me to like you through this method, then we shouldn't associate with each other.
From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine.
We'd better not have any further contact.
"Friend~"
Chu Liang felt a dull ache in his heart, tinged with bitterness.
He gazed at the girl in front of him with a slightly infatuated look.
He felt he was capable of supporting her, but he didn't expect that she didn't need his kindness at all.
I knew the other person already had a partner, and I was just making things difficult for them.
"Let's just be friends."
Chu Liang still couldn't bear to become a stranger to her.
I hope I can see her again and talk to her.
I don't want to lose even the chance to be friends with her.
"Actually, you're a really nice person, but I have someone I like, so I have to apologize to you."
Yang Shujue generously gave him a "good person" card.
Chu Liang gave a wry smile, unsure of what to say.
Just then.
Su Jingtian is back.
Zhang Yunxi also didn't miss the opportunity to make her presence felt.
Yang Shujue rolled her eyes in anger.
Su Jingtian and Chu Liang continued their heated exchange, neither giving an inch.
Lin Jingyu returned from the vegetable garden and saw a familiar scene.
She watched the show with Peng Shiyu for a while, then went into the kitchen to cook.
"Sister Jingyu~"
Peng Shiyu suddenly thought of someone, "It seems like Cheng Haifeng has disappeared for two or three months now. Why didn't we see him when such a big thing happened in the county last time?"