After doing all this, she looked at herself in the mirror and encouraged herself.
Ever since brother Jiang received Wen Cheng's text message, he had gotten out of bed, washed up, and changed his clothes. He went to Wen Cheng's door and waited there.
He did not know how long he had waited.
She only knew that she had almost finished the pack of cigarettes.
He leaned against the wall and took out a cigarette box.
He took out the last cigarette, but before he could light it, he heard the soft sound of the door opening.
He pinched the cigarette and turned his head to look.
He saw Wen Cheng looking at him in surprise.
"Brother Jiang, what are you doing here? You came here long ago?"
Brother Jiang smiled and replied in a hoarse voice, " "I've only been here for a while, and I wanted to lean here for a smoke, but you opened the door and came out, Yingluo."
