Mentioning parting, she also felt a touch of sadness.
"At least not for a few years, after all, I have no relatives in Manchester, I'll just work there during the holidays. It's okay, we can still video chat."
Xu Yuan suddenly burst into tears, "When are you leaving?"
"This week," she sighed softly.
In Manchester, there was Xu Yuan, but...
She even dreaded the thought of seeing Shao Zhiheng.
Xu Yuan suddenly stood up, ran to the fridge, and fished out a can of beer, "It might be good to go. In America, no one will recognize you, so you won't get cursed at just for stepping out to hail a cab. Wait two years, when the new waves overtake the old, Bai Lingyun will be forgotten, and certainly no one will remember you. Come on, down it!"
Lu Wanwan looked at the can of beer, "I don't really feel like drinking. Let's forget it. I... I'll drink soup, let's toast with soup."
"Sure. You, the type who stays up late eating instant noodles, it's better if you don't drink. Here's to it!"
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