Leaving the venue, Gao Ming found Wan Qiu, who was foolishly standing at the entrance of the milk tea shop.
The shop was crowded, so the child stood in the pouring rain wearing a raincoat, like an unwanted penguin.
"Have you been waiting long?" Gao Ming went to buy two cups of milk tea and handed one to Wan Qiu.
As he sipped the iced milk tea, Gao Ming couldn't help but think of an old friend. He took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed Xuan Wen's number.
Wan Qiu sucked on the taro balls and coconut jelly, curiously looking at Gao Ming.
After a few rings, the call connected, and Xuan Wen's puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, "Who are you looking for?"
"You haven't gone to kill those eight female leads, have you?"
The call ended, the beeping of the busy signal was very urgent.
