But Lin Wu wasn't thinking of going back, "It's okay, I'm not that sleepy anymore."
Hearing Lin Wu's answer, Xue Jinghao sighed, "Looks like there's going to be a line again today!"
As he spoke, Xue Jinghao continued, "Sister Lin, what did you put in this backpack of yours? How come it's so heavy?"
"Books," Lin Wu replied in a dull tone.
Love letters count as books, right?
Today, she had received a stack of love letters, weighing at least several pounds. Throwing them away would have been a waste; they could fetch some money if sold as scrap. So, she planned to take them back for Grandma Lu to sell.
The old lady sure had it tough.
As Lin Wu walked, she yawned, not feeling very well today and not really looking where she was going. Just as she was about to step over the threshold into the repair shop—
Bang!
She ran right into a wall.
To be precise, it was a human wall.