"Maybe you feel that if you have me with you, you won't be sad about parting for the time being..."

Ouyang Rong sighed softly, picked up the cool green tea on the table, raised his head and drank it all.

He turned his head and glanced at the empty teahouse box and said to himself:

"Everyone has made arrangements. As for the official seal, official uniform and letter of resignation, I will ask my junior sister to hand it in for me when she comes back and finds it... Okay, I am the only one left again. I wonder why I need to add another

'?"

The young man in uniform rubbed his face vigorously, turned around and took out a felt hat, put it on with his head lowered, and left silently.

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PS: I would like to solemnly declare that the treatment of the mask is only required by the plot, and I will not write any toxic plots in the future, so please do not think too much.

The mask has been recognized by the protagonist and is exclusive to the protagonist. It cannot be used by anyone other than the protagonist.

Xiaorong has always felt that an excellent plot should not be subject to too many restrictions, as long as it is not a minefield recognized by the mainstream.

But this does not mean that the creator can have unrestricted expression. Xiaorong, who purely loves the Party, will never write a plot that is clearly a poisonous point for mainstream readers.

This is also a kind of trust maintained between the author and the reader:

Readers believe that the author would not do such a thing, and the author also believes that his readers believe that he would not do such a thing, thus creating a virtuous cycle of creative freedom and reading experience.

However, if one party violates this trust, the other party has the right to immediately point out and criticize.

above.
Chapter completed!