When Owen He returned home, he carefully folded Alex Ai's scarf and put it into a bag. He sat on the sofa for a long time without thinking about anything, but he got up after feeling a little cold.
When a house is not popular, it will be cold. It is the kind of cold that cannot be eliminated no matter how high the air conditioning temperature is. Owen He nestled tightly in the quilt, and fell asleep again in a daze.
I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, the headlight in the bedroom was still shining brightly, and the darkness was so thick that I couldn't get rid of it. Owen He looked at his watch and saw that he had only slept for less than half an hour. But I couldn't sleep anymore, and the feeling of being awake was even more uncomfortable. He really couldn't help it and wanted to hear Luke Jiang's voice.
It's about five o'clock in the afternoon in France, so it shouldn't disturb him... Owen He lowered his eyelashes and patiently punched out Luke Jiang's number one by one with his fingers. It's not that he is not in the address book, but this seems to be the case. The ones are more careful and solemn. This is Owen He's habit.
The phone rang a few times and someone answered the call. The man's deep and melodious voice seemed to be somewhat gentle: "Do you remember to call me?"
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