Nowadays, there were not many people who used this kind of old-fashioned mobile phone. The shell was broken badly, but that man still didn't change it.
"Even so, he can still use it," Shirley muttered. Even her father's mobile phone was better than this.
Early in the morning, Shirley was woken up by a knock on the door. She walked over to open the door drowsily.
She slept on the wooden bed all night. She felt as if she had been crushed by a wheel this morning. She felt pain everywhere and walked much slower than usual.
She slowly moved to the door, opened it and saw Sean.
Shirley yawned, casually tied her hair, turned around, and didn't greet Sean.
Soon, she found the phone on the coffee table, walked to the door, and handed it to the man.
"I have told you to bring your phone with y
