"What else can I do without sleeping?" As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Wenhe immediately realized something was off. "Don't worry, I' m not talking about..."
"I understand." Fu Rongzhi snatched away her words. "You don't have to worry. I wo n' t force you."
As if someone had seen through her, Qiao Wenhe walked towards the sofa with a shy face. From this moment on, she had to learn to put down the past and get along well with him. She was used to having him by her side.
"The pots in your house are all gone. Why aren't you willing to throw them away?" Fu Rongzhi asked her to sit next to him with a bowl of flour porridge in her hand.
"Why did you throw it away?" He let out a long sigh of relief. "I'll still make the same mistake after throwing it away."
"You often do this?" He took
