Early morning on Hongliu Road.
Tu Hengsha was filling out an address at a courier agency. After finishing, she handed a package to the other party, "Thank you, how much is it?"
"Local delivery, eh? Starts at 8 yuan." The person took the package. "But this seems a bit heavy. Let me weigh it."
Heavy? How could it not be heavy? It's filled with 20 years of time...
After weighing it and paying, she held her machine in her arms and headed to work in the morning light.
She arrived later than usual, almost right on the dot, at the newspaper office.
As she was going upstairs, someone in the editorial department was talking to Hao Ren, "Hao Ren, is the house all furnished?"
"Yes!" Hao Ren smiled.
Someone, unaware of this information, was slightly surprised, "Hao Ren bought a house? Planning to get married, right?"
Everyone laughed.
At this moment, Tu Hengsha came in, her gaze fixed on her seat, not deviating an inch, perhaps because she was ultimately a timid person at heart...
