Every stars know it

Just after the Spring Festival, a mist floated in the sky in Jiangcheng. There was no sunshine all day long, and the towering office buildings made people feel miserable.

Today is the seventh day of the first lunar month, and the employees have not yet come out of the comfort of the holidays. The work area is filled with sighs, yawns, and dozing heads one after another.

There is a small pot of spider plant in the corner of Ji Xuan's desk. No one cares about it during the holidays, and the lea...