The next morning, it was still dark. Looking out the window, it was foggy.
The sky was gray and tinged with blue, and it looked breathless. Occasionally, the wind blew through and hit the leaves, making a rustling sound.
Miles Shao walked into the misty night, quickly got into the back seat of the nanny car, raised his hand and took off his sunglasses.
He drank two large cups of coffee before going out, barely able to stop his sleepiness.
Spencer Li sat next to him, took out a thermos cup from his bag, and asked, "Are you still sleepy? Do you want to drink some more?"
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