"Speaking of which, this is the second time I'm on the same plane with you. Do you still remember the last time..." Thin lips said softly, which will arouse everyone's soul.
"Why don't you remember? We still looked at each other, didn't we?" Nan Shi recalled the dark history and said it was okay not to talk about it.
Until one day, when you return to your hometown for Christmas, you are still waiting.
"I don't have that many banknotes, and I don't have much sincerity. I only have a plane of roses and myself as gifts for you." Liang Beixuan began to cry about poverty again.
Nan Shi silently wiped his tears aside, "That's a helicopter! Your gift is worth hundreds of millions! Get out... And come back! I promise!"
However, things take a turn for the worse, and Nan Shi slowly reads all the letters in his hand, leaving behind the figure of his departure, and the good things of the past will never come back.
One sunny afternoon, a girl with gray eyes quietly reported the news with her hands behind her back.
"Mommy, I hacked the corporate headquarters system of that ungrateful man!"
