[Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, clearing the liver and eyes, strengthening the stomach and moistening the intestines.] ]

Time passed late, the color withered was not as good as yesterday, and it was winter in a blink of an eye.

Life in the United States is very busy, Xu Chen'an is in the hospital room and laboratory, and often does not even have time to sit down and take a few sips of water.

Sometimes he stood in front of the window, overlooking Los Angeles in the early hours of the morning, and felt that the place of his heart was vacant, and it didn't hurt, but he always felt empty, as if the wind was blowing.

As for the little conscienceless ...... at home happily sent him on the plane, and since then he has rarely even called on the phone, and occasionally hangs up in a hurry, looking very busy.

Hmph, can he be busy? He still remembers to take the time difference to send a WeChat message

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