He poured himself a glass of red wine when he reached home. He then walked over to the red brick wall. Touching the wall lightly with his wineglass, a crisp voice echoed. "My wife, wait for me to come back."
When he returned, he would definitely knock down this wall again.
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At the airport, Rose hugged Xuxu. She was a bit reluctant to part. "Xuxu, if you are visiting Country Y next time, you must come and look for us. We will surely miss you."
Xuxu patted her on the back and smiled genuinely. "Me too."
Enthusiastic and forthright—their pleasure or anger could be clearly seen on their faces, and they were not at all pretentious.
When she interacted with Charles, it gave her the same kind of feeling. It made her wonder if a place where one lives makes a man who he is.
She really enjoyed their company and loved making friends with such candid people.
