"Summer Shawcross, can you calculate when the police will catch my brother, that jerk, again?"
Here we go again... Summer Shawcross glanced at Wendy Linden, full of speechlessness, sighed softly, and could only say in a low voice,
"I've exhausted too much energy these days, I can't calculate it."
Hearing her say this, Wendy Linden nodded understandingly, then continued to say to her.
"True, well, take a good rest. Once you've rested, teach me a move or two..."
"..." Summer Shawcross shook her head, not wanting to engage further, and turned to walk towards the fountain.
The closer she got to the fountain, the more crowded it became. A young girl accidentally bumped into Summer's arm with her hand.
"I'm sorry." The girl quickly turned her head and apologized politely.
"It's okay." Summer Shawcross smiled at her, replying courteously.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the girl froze, staring at her face in surprise.
