"Goodbye, big sis." Little Luoluo waves her small hand.
Despite the unshed tears still welling in her eyes, she puckers her mouth and smiles like a blooming sunflower.
It's somewhat absurd.
But also incredibly cute.
Mo Weiyi can't help but laugh again.
As the elevator door closes, she turns and heads to the coffee shop, pulling out her phone to call Shi Huan on the way.
The call gets through quickly.
"Huanhuan, what are you doing?"
Shi Huan on the other end is taken aback.
If it weren't for hearing Mo Weiyi's voice, he'd suspect this was something Chu Xiuhuang would say.
Why do these two talk with the same tone?
Such a pair made in heaven, yet they can't be together, what a pity.
"Huanhuan?" Mo Weiyi furrows her delicate eyebrows, "Hello? Can you hear me? Hello?"
"I'm here." Shi Huan hastily responds, "What's wrong?"
"Where are you? I just saw your little sister in the elevator, she was crying so pitifully."
"What did you say, is Luoluo still crying?"
"What happened?"
