When I saw someone coming, all the grievances came up, and the corners of my eyes turned red and red.

He pursed his lips, didn't say a word, bent over, and picked me up.

Someone in the cell woke up and watched in amazement as we left.

All the way unhindered, Song Jingnian carried me into Cayenne, his face changed unpredictably, self-blame, guilt, worry, fear, and finally turned gloomy.

None of us spoke. I blame him for coming so late.

The car was quiet, surrounded by familiar smells, and I had not rested for many days, so I fell asleep on the back of the chair.

In the haze, I felt someone carry me out of the car, into the bathtub, and finally into the soft quilt.

Smell the fragrant quilt

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