After that, everything else was easy to guess: she'd been depressed for ten years, but in one day she'd raised her eyebrows and exhaled in triumph.
No wonder people say awakening is the fairest lottery, a ticket given by the heavens to everyone.
Shen Mochen munched on a melon absentmindedly and soon finished it.
The sky gradually darkened and a faint rumble of thunder could be heard as birds flew low, restlessly pecking at the electric wires.
At this moment, some noise came from the plank house, and Han's mother said with a smile, "Muxue has woken up, why don't you go see her?"
Shen Mochen nodded his head: he washed his hands beside the tap in the courtyard and went straight into the room, pulling open the door.
"Ah!"
Han Muxue looked at her phone, bleary-eyed, and jumped in fright when Shen Mochen suddenly appeared before her.
"What, am I that scary?" Shen Mochen laughed as he tied up his hair, "Or maybe you prefer it this way?"
