After the Flash Marriage, I Was Involved in the Game of Destiny

In early autumn in Jiangcheng, the air still retains the last trace of the warm stickiness of late summer. In the Civil Affairs Bureau, the smell of disinfectant and old paper mixed together to form a strange, "contract" smell. Lu Shiyan sat on the cold plastic chair, tapping his fingertips unconsciously on the line of his suit pants, as if calculating the execution time of a lengthy code. His eyes fell on the woman diagonally opposite.