On the second day of the new year, Leo and Holly went to visit Rose Sawyer.
"Isn't it quite remote?"
The road was bumpy, Holly turned to look at Leo and slowly inquired.
She had originally fallen asleep, but the journey was so bumpy that she woke up.
The place where Rose Sawyer lived was extremely remote, but the scenery was really nice; Rose said living here was peaceful.
Leo: "It's okay."
Once they arrived at the place and walked into the courtyard, they heard the sound of playing mahjong in the living room and the sounds of conversation.
"They're playing mahjong."
Holly couldn't help but twitch her lips for a moment, her tone carrying a trace of helplessness.
Besides traveling, it seemed Rose Sawyer's life consisted mainly of playing mahjong, often staying up all night playing.
"Seems leisurely."
Leo chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement.
Holly pushed open the door, and the people in the living room heard the noise and turned their heads.
