Mia Ginger sighed in her heart, and decided not to think about these bothersome things. She turned her head to glance at Louis Cox and asked, "Has Zoey Leaf's burial date been set?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"Oh."
"Taking a day off?" Louis Cox glanced at her, "Do you need me to pick you up then?"
"No need." Mia Ginger forced a smile, "I'll go by myself then."
"That works too." Louis Cox didn't say much more.
He reached into his pocket for the keys, tightly holding his little niece's hand, eyes slightly lowered, with his mind full of thoughts.
Ivy Cox spoke a lot.
Mia Ginger has this kind of temperament, pressing her too hard really isn't good.
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After the two finished eating, Louis Cox said no more, and rode away with Little Maeve.
This was completely unlike his usual style.
Mia Ginger was busy with military training and had no time to think much.
Soon—
Another day rushed by.
During the lunchtime in the afternoon, she applied for leave with her counselor.