The tender voice woke up Zhao Zhiqiu, who was at a loss. Zhao Zhiqiu suddenly understood that even if all this was just a real dream, even if the body was not his own, so what? Anyway, he finally saw his long- missing father.
Zhao Zhiqiu could feel that his body was restlessly moving on the cushion. However, all this was not important. What was important was that his vision seemed to be limited, and he could still clearly see his father in front of him.
Master Zhentian slowly filled the three small tea bowls in front of him with tea and then put them down. He said, "Brother Zhao, why are you free to come here today?"
His father smiled and turned his head. "Xiao Qiu, why don't you head outside for a while?"
Master Zhentian also said with a smile, "Xiang Xiang and Qian Hui have gone to t
