The sound of tapping slippers back and forth in the factory, accompanied by the slow pace of the janitor, is particularly permeating.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and Fu Zhaozhao suddenly realized something.

When the flashlight shone on her just now, she could clearly see her own shadow, and when the janitor shook the flashlight, the light of the flashlight shone on him for a moment.

She didn't seem to see the shadow of the other party.

Fu Zhaozhao

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