"What new world?" Yang Yi didn't react.
"I don't want to explain it for now." Blake Lu strode towards the square, "But it feels good."
Henry Gu's hands were all covered with colored paint, so he washed them in the bucket beside him. Before he had time to look for a tissue, someone handed him a neatly folded plain handkerchief.
"Environmental protection." Blake Lu said as a matter of course.
"I didn't wash it properly." Henry Gu raised his wet hands, "It will get dirty."
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