Today I came downstairs to his company to wait for him to get off work. I'm so happy! I went to the supermarket with him to buy groceries and go home.
Well, that's great! The person I like can also cook! When the bathroom light turns on at eleven o'clock, oh, he is getting ready to fall asleep.
The next day, she continued to wait for him at his company, accompany him to get off work, accompany him home, and accompany him to sleep.
On the third day, she continued to wait for him at his company to accompany him after get off work, accompany him home, and accompany him to sleep.
On the fourth day, she continued to wait for him at his company to accompany him after get off work, accompany him home, and accompany him to sleep.
On the fifth day, she continued to wait for him at his company to accompany him after get off work, accompany him home, and accompany him to sleep. . . . It was so pleasant. I wished I could stay with him forever. However, I was discovered. He looked at me like he was a pervert. He looked at me for five minutes, from head to toe. At this time, I was suddenly afraid. It was not that I was afraid of entering the police station, but that I would never be able to accompany him to get off work again. Watching his every little move, little Just when I was feeling sad about this, he suddenly called out my name. I was frightened. I didn't expect that he would remember me, and he still remembered my name. It wasn't until later that I found out that not only did he know, but he also had a little story that he was willing to tell me whether life or death, cough, cough, later words, later words!