She sat on the edge of the bed, leaned against the forest, and rested her head on his shoulder. Even if it was just a piece of nothingness, at least it was a kind of heart-wrenching happiness!
"Lin, when did you start smoking? Is it because I'm missing? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The asleep Qiu Guo couldn't stop crying and shouting. Her trembling hands were wrapped in her warm palms. The tears on her cheeks were wiped away, but the pillow still left a wet and cold feeling...
He didn't know how long he had been in a daze. Suddenly, he felt stuffy and stuffy in his chest. His throat was dry and itchy, and his throat was burning hot. With a light hum, Qiu Guo finally woke up.
She wanted to reach out and stroke her dry throat, only to find that her right hand could not move.
Wen Zhuo was ly
