On the bus, Wu Tianhe was in turmoil.
He stared at the street view outside the window, and his mind was full of universe.
If this is known to Nana, they will definitely never have a chance to get back together again.
At present, Wu Tianhe can only pray in his heart that Wang Xiaoling should never pester himself.
He is not an irresponsible man, but he doesn't want to be with a woman he doesn't love.
Recalling the absurd night before last night, Wu Tianhe couldn't control it on impulse.
But things have happened, and he can't escape. The only thing he can do is to make money as soon as possible.
On the same day, Wu Tianhe ran to the labor market and searched for a long time to find a odd job carrying cement.
"Five yuan a pack, climb the sixth floor, do it or not?"
Hearing the introducer's question, Wu Tianhe calculated in his heart that the price was a bit low.
"Can you add a dollar?" He tried to discuss it.
"At this price, if you don't do it, I will find someone else."