At the end of July, Gu Ping came to find He Qing.
The cicadas buzzed outside, and this renovated rescue station was covered by He Qing's talismans, making it several degrees cooler than outside. But seeing Gu Ping sweating profusely, He Qing generously turned on the air conditioning.
Gu Ping wiped his sweat, "It's too hot this year..." He looked at Changan beside him, and Changan's body was more solidified than before.
"It's a good thing Changan is like this now, otherwise there's really no way I could have taken it running around in this weather."
He sighed, at this moment, he truly felt a couple of benefits.
Throughout this year, he had been constantly bustling around outside, handling various big cases and small cases, with Changan's help, never failing even once, a promotion and salary raise were just around the corner. But now Gu Ping already knew that Changan was still far, far away from solidification.
—As long as Changan is by his side, its form doesn't actually matter.
