At this time, Brother Hao was like the stone mountain in his house.

Cold, hard, and devoid.

He was in his study, sitting indifferently with his back to me.

Qinghe told him the news that I was coming, and he only turned his head to me and nodded silently, then turned around and continued to sit.

I remember when I was a child, the third brother pinched to death in front of me, and the bird was struggling and chirping at first, and then only the sound of flapping wings remained, and then later, only the mouth was still open and closed, but it couldn't make a sound.

I was in Ningyuan Palace, like the little bird that was pinched by the neck, out of breath, almost on the verge of death.

I was in my room, grabbing a tea ......

"Lonely Girl in Troubled Times" extra: I have also drifted for a long time (2) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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