For a frail person since childhood, most of Cheng Yu's life was spent in illness, the fresh but bitter smell of herbs, and the obscurity of not seeing the sun for a long time by the sickbed, filled every peaceful and innocent period of his years.

Sometimes he thinks that such a day, if it really waits for the day of death, looking back on the past, it must be a long blank and boring.

When he was sick, he almost ......

"I Heard That Mountains and Seas Don't Meet" Chapter 57 The wall immediately looked at each other from afar As soon as I saw the Zhijun, I broke my intestines I was hitting it with my hand, please wait for a while,

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