Oof.
The sound of the steam whistle echoed in the sea breeze, as Xilan Island slowly disappeared below the azure horizon, leaving only a clear dividing line between sky and sea.
He returned Qiuqiu and the deer to his own room.
Shao Zifeng came to Chen Yixin's office.
Standing at the door of the office, Shao Zifeng raised his hand and then put it down.
This feeling of shame must be the so-called social death.
"The door's not locked, come on in."
As he hesitated, Chen Yixin's voice came from inside the room.
Shao Zifeng cracked a smile, looked up, and sure enough, there was a camera in the upper corner.
"Stop looking, come on in already."
"Oh." Shao Zifeng slowly pushed the door open and walked in.
Since leaving Liaodong, this was Shao Zifeng's first visit to Chen Yixin's office.
