"Shua Shua Shua". The sound of the penpoint touching the paper came from an office table in the hotel.
A beige pencil was moving to the right on a piece of white paper. The hand that held the pencil was slender and good-looking and the way the person wrote was natural and forceful.
On the paper, it read, "Fifth day in Thailand. Sunny. The established schedule is still eating. Two days left before I return home."
"Sigh. There are still two days left in Thailand." Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh.
That's right. It was Yuan Zhou who was writing the diary. He had stayed in Thailand for five days and was looking forward to going back home.
"There is still so much time left." Yuan Zhou wrote and sighed.
That's right. The most urgent thing for Yuan Zhou was to go back home now. He missed everything at home. Of course, he missed his kitchen the most.
