After hanging up the phone, Deng Zhiyi stood still, looking at Tan Yanli. Without even getting close to her, he could already feel the thick sadness enveloping her.
He pursed his lips, ready to step forward when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a large white mascot handing out leaflets. He paused, an idea forming in his mind, and turned toward the mascot.
He engaged in a quiet conversation with the person inside the mascot suit, "Hello, may I borrow your costume for a bit?"
"Uh, this is my work outfit..."
The other party was clearly taken aback before continuing, "I am still on the clock, you see. I have to finish handing out all these leaflets!"
"That's easy, you give me all these leaflets, and I'll take them to my store and help you hand them out, how about it?"
"This..."
The worker seemed hesitant. He had been distributing leaflets in the plaza for so long and had never encountered such an odd request. This made him take a second glance at Deng Zhiyi.
"Please!"
