When the foreman saw the girl's pale face and almost falling down, he reached out to help her, but he saw that she had picked up her spirits, turned slowly, picked up her luggage and left the site.

In the scorching sun, Mo quietly walked along the road like being pulled out of her soul. She passed several taxis and slowed down, asking her if she wanted a car or not. She did not respond, so she walked with her legs.

no longer felt the heat, dryness and physical collapse, fatigue outside.

There's only one voice hovering in the bottom of my heart --

He's gone. He left again.

Why....