Mia Ginger looked helpless, "I haven't been writing, aren't you just wasting people's feelings?"
"Huh?" Bob Ginger was taken aback, "Don't tell me you don't plan to write anymore, how could you?!"
"Not necessarily." Mia Ginger took out her computer and placed it on the table.
Bob Ginger was about to follow her.
The Chancellor squatted directly next to Mia Ginger's right side on the chair, his large body occupying the best position.
Bob Ginger: "..."
Fine, he won't bother with a dog.
Bob Ginger sat on the left side.
Mia Ginger turned on the computer and first searched for photos of the earthquake.
After a while—
She found Koa Jackson.
In the muddy ruins, he was slightly bent over, with a serious expression, speaking to the rescue workers who were carrying injured people.
More than fifty hours had passed since the earthquake occurred.
