Bab 339: Secret

After drinking the tea, Ling Ping'an became a little depressed.

Such a delicious tea, what if he didn't get to drink it in the future.

What a pity!

It was a pity that old republican girl hadn't come for a few days.

No, it was probably half a month?

Ling Ping'an didn't really remember.

Apart from his poor sense of direction and his confusion about numbers, he was also very confused about the date.

Time to him was a mess.

This was normal!

After all, his life was simple and boring.

He got up on time, opened the door on time, did business on time, played games and wrote words on time.

Every day, he repeated almost the same thing.

He didn't have any friends or enemies.

Other than that, he just lied down and won, ate and waited for death.

Naturally, the concept of time was extremely thin.