September 13th... Suddenly, the memory of a past September 13th flashed in his mind. A young girl with a ponytail, dressed simply in a clean white T-shirt and jeans, pushing her suitcase, crashing into his view.
He nodded with a smile and replied, "Sure."
"It's a deal."
"Ah, do you have any New Year wishes?"
"I hope the restaurant business will do well, that the girl Senior likes will accept him, and that Senior will be happy."
Her off-the-cuff New Year wishes made Yuan Chengmo chuckle silently. With a tone of helpless indulgence, he laughed, "Silly girl."
"What about you, Senior?"
"Senior hopes... all your wishes come true."
Just as he finished speaking, Qin Muni heard a knocking sound on the other end of the phone.
Upon hearing the knocking, Yuan Chengmo spoke to Qin Muni in a slightly anxious tone, "Munni, Happy Chinese New Year, I have to go now."
After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone, not even giving Qin Muni time to say goodbye.
