Xia Zhi saw Ah San at the entrance of the passage. He was still singing with his guitar in his arms. For some reason, Xia Zhi always felt that the underground passage had become longer when he saw Ah San, and there was no way he could catch Ah San before he packed up his things and slowly walked out of the passage.
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Fortunately, Ah San had never been caught. Even if he was caught, it wouldn't be a big deal. He would be detained for two days at most. But he didn't want to see Ah San get caught. He felt that Ah San was a different person. You know, this world is full of ordinary people. Ordinary people are just firewood, rice, oil and salt, and firewood, rice, oil and salt are fixed things, and the money they cost to buy them is the same. Only Asan is different and not fixed. Like a feeling that can be felt but not touched.
(Follow-up)…
"San'er, we agreed that you will be responsible for holding the door and I will snatch the groom. If you see that I have snatched it, go down and drive the car to the door. Remember then. I have never done anything to snatch the groom in broad daylight, so you must not make any mistakes. I..."
Gao Han turned around and saw that Ah San didn't listen to him at all. His eyes were dull and he was looking at the shadowy window. He didn't know whether he was thinking about people or things.
"San'er?" Gao Han turned sideways and stretched out his hand to flick the edge of his underwear.
Ah San turned to look at Gao Han and vaguely heard what he was talking about just now.