Feng Feng didn't dare to tell him that there were many fake diploma vendors roaming around at Jiuyan Bridge, but there were often advertisements for dog skin plasters in the corners of those bus stop signs and tabloids. When he became more familiar with it, he would probably find it soon.
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Look at the coffee table, he bought a breakfast he had. This is the only "household chore" he has done regularly in modern times - he is used to getting up early and exercising, and gets up on time at half past five every day, saying that it was the "morning court" before that.
He can't play guns and sticks in modern times. Fortunately, there is a small activity venue in the community where he rents a house. There are some simple sports activity facilities funded by the sports lottery department, saying that it is for national fitness. There are many old men and old ladies here every day.
Feng Feng never went there to "fit" but Li Huan had nowhere to go, so he had to go there to run and exercise very early. When the old man and the old lady came out, he had already left. There were many buns selling downstairs.
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He bought rice, soy milk and fried dough sticks every time he exercised.
Feng Feng drank some soy milk randomly and ate a few bites of fried dough sticks. He felt a mess, so he simply threw it aside and sat on the sofa in a daze, not knowing what to do today.
She picked up her cell phone, hesitated for a while, and then trembled to enter the numbers that she had already known her heart, and then dialed. Inside, Gaye's voice came so clearly: "Hey, hello..."
His voice was still so gentle and familiar when the phone came. She didn't dare to speak, and she was even careful when breathing.
"Hey, who are you?"
Feng Feng still didn't say anything, she didn't know what to say.
On the other end, Ye Jia's voice was gentle and smiled, "I guess, is it Xiaofeng?"
Ye Jia doesn't like dating, but every time he returns to China, he will have many chores. In order to avoid being disturbed, his assistant arranged for contact with his itinerary, and he never told him except for two or three very close friends and family.
Anyone's own personal contact information, but he didn't know why he took the initiative to tell the strange woman his phone number so that she could contact him.
Now, I heard the silent and unfamiliar cautiousness that was so silent on the other end of the phone, and I almost immediately guessed who she was.
Feng Feng heard him call out his name and whispered: "Gaye, I...Gaye..."