Do You Know His Younger Brother?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Smith looked around and finally found her cell phone from the armrest of the sofa. She supported herself with her hands and sighed. "Ah, you are really old, and your memory is getting worse and worse year by year..."
But before he could make the call, he saw a message from Yara an hour ago.
She was packing up just now and didn't see it.
She clicked on the message and saw Yara's words:
"Mom, I have something to delay for the time being. Put your things away first, and we'll move in two days."
"What's the matter?"
Mrs. Smith was even more confused. She called him directly and wanted to ask what had happened, but the voice of the system came from the other end of the line. "I'm sorry, the number you dialed can't be answered now..."
The phone rang again, but it was still the same.
