So, this project still requires the involvement of Shanhe University.
At that moment, the notification sound of the cellphone rang.
"Have you left yet?"
"Have something to eat before you go, but not too much. You'll be driving all the way, don't get carsick."
...
An hour passed.
Another message came through.
At this time, Chen Gong was looking at the messages on his phone, unable to suppress a chuckle.
"Where are you now?"
"Stopped to eat something because I was hungry on the road."
"Tell the driver to slow down, be safe."
...
Zhao Xi's messages came once every hour.
Chen Gong looked at the messages, a smile involuntarily appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Even though he hadn't interacted much with Zhao Xi during this period, her messages always brought him a bit of comfort and ease.
Truth be told, Chen Gong had unconsciously grown accustomed to the presence of this senior sister, who was a few years older than him.
