In the morning in the country, you can hear the chirping of birds, and the bright sky has not yet projected sunlight, indicating that this morning should be cloudy.
Young Master Xu was sitting on the bench opposite the bed. He was wearing the loose white T-shirt Xu Yimo wore yesterday. His expressionless face looked like the sky outside, without a trace of temperature, and even a little depressed.
“Password.” He seemed to sit there for a long time, and when Veronica woke up, he uttered two words.
Veronica looked at him in confusion and didn’t understand what he meant.
“Luggage.” Xu Shaoye said coldly.
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