He sat in the car and smoked another cigarette. The stars in autumn and summer were different.
Looking up at it now, the starry sky seemed to be a little cold. The twinkling stars seemed to be close and distant, as if they were related.
He laughed. A 28-year-old man feeling lost over love. This seemed really abnormal.
The next day, at the first Institute of Science, He Jiao took the materials to the deputy director's office again.
She had to hand over the medical staff's record to Shen Zhaozheng every day, and that was the only time she could come into contact with him.
However, when she reached the deputy director's office, the Secretary at the side ran out and saluted her. "Miss he, are you looking for our chief?"
"Yes, is the Superintendent not here yet?"
the director didn't come here today. He must have gone to the base tower.
He Jiao's expression was a little ugly. Why didn't Shen Zhaozheng come? what was the point of her coming here?
