If the old man returned home, there would be no peace at home. He would rather the old man not go back at all.
Before the old master could get angry, Liancheng Yazhi had left.
He left so quickly that he didn't even have time to say goodbye to the old master.
Of course, he also knew that the old man would not say goodbye.
……
When Liancheng Yazhi walked out of the nursing home, the driver was already waiting for him outside with an umbrella. When he saw him coming out, he immediately jogged up to him and held the umbrella for Liancheng Yazhi.
It was still drizzling outside. It was neither fast nor slow, neither hurried nor hurried, as if it was not going to stop.
Liancheng Yazhi looked up at the sky and frowned.
Such cold and damp air would make people feel irritated involuntarily. They would feel that their clothes were wet, and it was very uncomfortable when they stuck to their skin.
