C112 No Refusal

Mi Qiao took out her cell phone card, walked over to the trash can and threw it in.

After changing her phone card, Mi Qiao hugged her phone and fell asleep.

By the time Mi Qiao opened her eyes the next morning, it was already seven in the morning.

She brushed her teeth and washed her face, packed her things, and carried her bag out the door.

"Mi Qiao, where are you going? I'll go with you