In fact,compared to Qi Mu,I had always believed that An Qingze was more reliable. In terms of living a life,it was still possible for the flow of water to last. As for Little Mi,I knew she was still in the nursing home. When she was fine,I often went to see her.
However,Xiao Mi's illness was n' t light. It seemed that it wouldn't be good for a moment. I couldn't save her. I was in love,and I could n' t extricate myself. So all I could do was look at her and stay there.
And Sisi,her illness had actually improved. I wanted to wait for her to recover,so I wanted to take her out for a walk. "Go see the scenery that I've never seen before,or maybe I' ll try to realize the dream I've been thinking about again."
I felt my nose turn sour. The words of my dream made it seem like the Misisi I had
