"Really?" Nan Zhi casually draped the scarf under the back of the chair. I subconsciously glanced down at the seven-pointed star outside the trash can, a smile I didn't even realize I had. "Congratulations to him."
The other person stiffened for a moment, raised their hand to push you away, but you grabbed their arm instead.
Su Yuan dragged her suitcase out of the airport, just about to hail a taxi to the hotel, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a girl whose back looked a lot like Wen Shu's. She froze for a few seconds, then subconsciously walked up the steps, noticing the car approaching.
I know why you've been feeling so sleepy lately.
There seem to be some words written on it.
What happened? How could I have left that thing for so long?
“His father doesn’t have any friends here in the UK. That’s just his contact information. He can’t call me unless there’s something important. His mother is busy, so she’ll come over to keep him company in a while.”
When Nanzhi finished the phone call, it wasn't quite light yet.
You sleep so peacefully. After leaning against the other person for a while, you felt their shoulder was too stiff, so you let go and found a comfortable position to fall asleep.
Su Yuan had a lot of luggage to take, so before you asked Uncle Lin to take you to the airport, you dragged your luggage away yourself.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw a glass jar placed in the most conspicuous position on the table.
When the aunt took it away, she noticed that the garbage bag was torn and one of the seven-pointed stars fell out and rolled to Nanzhi's feet.
Su Yuan gave you a worried smile: "Oh, worry, it'll be alright."
The interview is just a process. The company isn't short of people; it's just that one less person is still a problem.
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