One day, suddenly, a passing pickup truck stopped to help him load his packages onto the truck. He felt a burden lifted from his shoulders, so he definitely wanted to get on that truck.
Because his packages were also on that truck.
Ghost Head barely recognized Zhang Rufen anymore, but he inexplicably felt that what Zhang Rufen was doing seemed beneficial.
With one kneel, the future suddenly brightened up.
At this moment, Li Yu walked out of the hall.
He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pulled one out.
The evening breeze blew gently. As August arrived, the temperature was still stiflingly hot.
In the silent night, on the distant, empty ground, the moon shone brightly in the sky.
The moonlight was like water.
Li Yu slowly sat down on the steps by the door.
Click!
Sizzle sizzle.
The burning ember inexplicably made people feel calm after hearing it.
