After a short rest in the Lujia family, I changed into a slightly loose suit and took a ride to the home where I stayed for half a year.

It was chosen after lunch because he must not be at home. I declined to accompany me upstairs on the first flight. I wanted to tidy up my things and mood, and there was an elevator, so I was not tired to take my luggage down.

I was waiting in the car for him to rest and come to pick me up after I got off the plane. I should be very tired.

In the elevator, watching the numbers jump up...