The warm winter sun rose from under the window, and the weak figure of Zhuzhu was lying on the table in the inn hall, vaguely asleep, but his brows were tightly locked.

The boss looked at the figure of the bamboo send, shook his head and walked down the wooden stairs, put the bamboo curtain high, and opened the storefront. The sunlight was warm and fell on the bamboo.

"Girl, girl, wake up!"

"Huh?" Xiangzhu rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up suddenly, as if he had reacted to something, raised his head and looked around, but he didn't see the waiting boy, and there seemed to be some disappointment in his eyes.

"The girl is waiting for someone, looking at it, I'm afraid......

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