The next day was a Sunday. Chen hansheng had planned to sleep early, play games with Jin Yangming and the others, and have dinner with Shen youchu at night.
Sleeping, playing games, and having dinner with his girlfriend-this was a typical weekend for college boys.
However, at about seven O 'clock in the morning, his phone rang persistently. Chen hansheng saw that it was Zheng Guanyu and had no choice but to press the answer button.
brother yang, I'm still a teenager under 20 years old. I'm still in puberty, so I need more rest to make sure I grow up.
Chen hansheng was still grumbling, but Zheng Guanyu interrupted him. "I'm going back to Hong Kong in a while."
"What?"
Chen hansheng's sleepiness was instantly gone. didn't you say it's December? it's only mid-November.
they've already booked the return tickets. What else can I say? "
