A year has passed unconsciously. The days I spent with Ryan Campbell are less than a year in total. In retrospect, it is very short, but in my more than 20 years of life, that short time is so bright.
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I woke up at seven o'clock on time. Now I don't even need an alarm clock.
I hurried to make breakfast. Theresa unexpectedly liked my sandwich. Although I was far inferior to Ryan Campbell's cooking skills, it was probably because Theresa had never eaten the sandwich made by Ryan Campbell, so she was very proud of my cooking skills.
Then I madly made revision of the manuscript. When I handed in the manuscript of this week, it was already one o'clock in the morning. I took a bath and lay on the bed. When I was ready to go to bed, I suddenly remembered about Ceres. Last time I came back from prison, I called Jeffrey Scott. He just told me that Ceres was OK, but I didn't know whether he was out of prison or not, let alone why she was in prison.