Billy was side-lying on the sofa while swiping through his phone. He lifted his head, “So, are you guys back together?”
Being unbothered, Mark ordered his servants to pack u p. This time around, he must follow them to Athana.
Dying out of boredom, Charlie’s gaze landed on Billy.' What the h*ll is this guy playing? Ever since he stepped into the apartment, he has been playing with his phone. It had already been an hour and I've never seen him stop before.'
He got up and walked over while staring at his every movement. Billy's movement was still faster than his. I n a split moment, Billy had deleted everything.
When Charlie looked over, Billy was swiping through Instagram.
"Since when did you get so bored to get on Instagram? This doesn’t seem like the Billy Day that we know of."
Billy looked up and shrugged. “I just realized that Instagram also brings another level of entertainment. It's pretty interesting.”
"But when did you change to a new phone again?" Charlie snatched over his phone and casually swiped through, "Didn't you put Sherman's sexy photo as your
lock screen wallpaper?
"Why is it set as a scenery photo now? I remember your usual taste is wild, how did you turn into a calm and sentimental guy?
"Speaking of which, why does this scenery seem familiar? San Marcaome?"
Old alleys, old houses, matched with water fountains and weeping willows. It looked very calm and antique.
A ray of sunlight shone down from the sky and casted a shadow. It seemed faint but only a quarter of it was visible, no one could figure out whose shadow it was.
Out of anger, Billy took over his phone and humphed," As long as there’s an antique old house, it'll be San Marcaome in your eyes. This is clearly San Mapeque.”
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