Song Mi ignored her, turned off the faucet, reached for two pieces of paper from the nearby paper tube, and wiped the water from his face and hands.

Chang Xiaoyu said: "Did you lose your work badge on purpose?"

"..."

You must be sick.

Song Mi threw the paper ball into the trash can, shook his hand, and said: "Chang Xiaoyu, if you are free, you can consider joining the factory. The factory is very busy and there is no time to gossip."

"you--!"

Without giving Chang Xiaoyu a chance to scream, Song Mi turned around and quickly left the women's restroom.

Turning a corner, Song Mi noticed someone when passing by the smoking area. Song Mi subconsciously looked over and stopped in his tracks.

The man stood in a dark corner, out of reach of the small lamp. His long eyelashes were drooped, his expression was dark and unclear, and his eyes fell on a certain place on the ground. Unlike when he came here, he was not wearing his suit jacket, but with it.

In his arms, the white shirt made him look stunning.

There is a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.

The white smoke lingered around him, and it was a bit psychedelic. Looking at him felt unreal.

While he didn't see me, he walked over quickly.

Song Mi lowered his head, with a pounding heart, and walked forward quickly, pretending that nothing had happened.

There was a broken light bulb in the smoking area, and it would flicker from time to time, and the light was uncertain. Just when she was about to pass by, the light suddenly went out, and the surrounding area darkened, and a faint smell of smoke drifted over.

, take a deep breath.

So close.

He was just one meter away.

Song Mi secretly quickened his pace.

Just as he took a step past him, a man's lazy voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Song Mi."
Chapter completed!