Outside the airport, a girl was about to get into a taxi when a sudden breeze blew and the girl's short brown hair danced.
There was a hint of excitement and impatience in the big black eyes.
"Master Goes to Wutong Road" I am back from China. I have been here once or twice since I went to Japan 6 years ago.
I miss my grandparents so much. I don't even know how they are doing. Do you still recognize me? Haha,
I have a big surprise for you.
The girl arrived at Wutong Road unknowingly while meditating.
"Miss, here we are, the total is over 30 yuan." This lady is really classy.
"Here," Huhu, my grandparents are here.
"No. 31 Wutong Road, No. 31, No. 31..." The girl murmured.
"Ah" is there, why haven't I found it yet? I must have lost my way. Why is my life so miserable?
10 Minutes passed. . . .
30 Minutes passed. . . .
I have no choice but to find someone to ask for the way out.
"Um. Hello. I'm calling you for the man in gray clothes." Who is this?
The young man turned around and said, "Me?" It's not like there are those boring people, this girl doesn't seem to have any
I've seen it before.
"Hmm, where is No. 31 Wutong Road?" It turns out there are still boys like this in China.