The sky was as dark as ink, and the pressure was low. It was New Year's Eve soon, and all the migrant workers had returned home. The streets were becoming increasingly deserted. It had snowed heavily a few days ago, and in the corners there were remnants of snowmen left by children.
Li Sui took the suitcase out of the car and stood on the street. He vaguely remembered that it was also such a cold night the year before last. Archer Lu drove his car and took him all over the street to find a mobile phone store. They were obviously very harmonious at that time, but now two years later, the relationship between the two of them has become like this by his own hands.
Uncle Yuan got out of the car and handed him his passport and ticket: "Just leave like this? Why don't you tell him?"
Li Sui gave a faint bitter smile: "He probably doesn't want to see me. He's not in good health, and I don't want to make him angry anymore."
Uncle Yuan didn't know what to advise. He just said: "I have arranged for someone to pick me up there. If you have any questions after you get there, please call me."
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