What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

No matter where, but at the first sight he saw a familiar figure squatting beside the stone pillar at the entrance of the station. Mo Miao put away her mobile phone, raised her hand and honked the whistle towards him.

Shan Linjia raised his head in response, looking at the car parked in front of him with confused eyes.

Mo Miao pressed the window and raised her hand to greet him: "Come on."

The heating in the car is very good, and Shan Linjia felt like he was alive again as soon as he entered. Mo Miao saw his blue cheeks from the cold through the rearview mirror: "Didn't I ask you to find a place to sit? It's such a cold day. It’s going to happen if you stay out in the cold.”

"I'm fine." Shan Linjia shook his head and looked at him urgently: "Mr. Mo, how is Mo Yao? Why haven't I been able to contact him for a while?"

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