The time I spent with him was probably the craziest time in my life. At that time, everything was like a high-speed train. If I missed it, it would be gone.
The woman typed the last period, closed her eyes, closed the notebook smoothly, and leaned back against the man behind her.
The woman took out her mobile phone and typed a message without hesitation, sending "Quan Zhilong, thank you."
The man behind him raised the corners of his lips habitually, but said with some discomfort, "... Miss him again?"
The woman did not answer, but pursed her lips. The man stretched out his palm to cover the woman's eyes. Within a few seconds, he felt the moisture on his fingers. "... I will give you three more seconds to think about him, only three seconds! No more! Did you hear..."
Three seconds are really only three seconds. The woman stood up and wiped away her tears. Her mood changed in an instant, and she looked at the man with disgust in her eyes, "Don't put your hands on my eyes. They keep sweating. It's disgusting!"
"... Believe it or not, I will strangle you later."