The door of Luo Shaochen's office was ajar, and white light shone through the gap. If you listened carefully, you could hear the faint sound of moving things.
Zhang Zhi walked to the door and knocked gently.
"Come in." It was Luo Shaochen's voice.
Zhang Zhi pushed the door open and walked in.
Luo Shaochen was standing in front of the bookshelf, packing the books one by one into the big box at his feet. "Please help me close the door."
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