It was December.
That morning, after Liu Qing woke up, he picked up his charged phone. When he opened his eyes and saw the words December 1st on the screen, he was suddenly a little stunned.
Did time pass so quickly?
It had been almost half a year since he was reborn.
It had only been a few days since he had returned from Yang Cheng, but after seeing the number of December, he felt that a line had been drawn between the present and the past.
On this day, time entered a new scale.
He knew very well what was going to happen this month.
In the past, he always thought that he had more time, but when he saw the number of December, he understood that there was not much time left.
The time scale was getting closer and closer.
She lay in bed and thought for a few minutes before getting up.
Ye Wanrong was doing strength training in the hall.
Xiao Wen was preparing breakfast.
It was Sunday, so he didn't have to go to work.
