The sun rose the next day.

The warm winter sun shines on the snow and ice and shows signs of melting.

The moment the sunlight finally shone in through the window, Gu Ningyi opened his eyes.

"Good morning." She said this to herself.

After a night, the pain in her back seemed to have eased a lot, at least she was able to stand up normally.

The sound of Maisha cooking sounded, and the smell of scrambled eggs was in the air.

"Wow! It smells so good! She put on a shirt and walked out, the long shirt hanging down between her thighs, and her legs looked extremely slender.

Mei Sha didn't reply, but lightly gave her the order that Rong Jue proposed yesterday.

Gu Ningyi didn't notice that she was different from the past, her mood was abnormally low, and she only cared about wailing.

It's been a long time since I've thought about those things.

The memories that I thought would be buried in the past jumped out suddenly, and scared her firmly.

That is the deepest existence in the depths of memory.

It's not that she comforts herself that if she doesn't remember, she won't remember deeply.

The past is just an exaggerated description for her.

The sun rose the next day.

The warm winter sun shines on the snow and ice and shows signs of melting.

The moment the sunlight finally shone in through the window, Gu Ningyi opened his eyes.

"Good morning." She said this to herself.

After a night, the pain in her back seemed to have eased a lot, at least she was able to stand up normally.

The sound of Maisha cooking sounded, and the smell of scrambled eggs was in the air.

"Wow! It smells so good! She put on a shirt and walked out, the long shirt hanging down between her thighs, and her legs looked extremely slender.

Mei Sha didn't reply, but lightly gave her the order that Rong Jue proposed yesterday.

Gu Ningyi didn't notice that she was different from the past, her mood was abnormally low, and she only cared about wailing.

It's been a long time since I've thought about those things.

The memories that I thought would be buried in the past jumped out suddenly, and scared her firmly.

That is the deepest existence in the depths of memory.

It's not that she comforts herself that if she doesn't remember, she won't remember deeply.

The past is just an exaggerated description for her.

The sun rose the next day.

The warm winter sun shines on the snow and ice and shows signs of melting.

The moment the sunlight finally shone in through the window, Gu Ningyi opened his eyes.

"Good morning." She said this to herself.

After a night, the pain in her back seemed to have eased a lot, at least she was able to stand up normally.

The sound of Maisha cooking sounded, and the smell of scrambled eggs was in the air.

"Wow! It smells so good! She put on a shirt and walked out, the long shirt hanging down between her thighs, and her legs looked extremely slender.

Mei Sha didn't reply, but lightly gave her the order that Rong Jue proposed yesterday.

Gu Ningyi didn't notice that she was different from the past, her mood was abnormally low, and she only cared about wailing.

It's been a long time since I've thought about those things.

The memories that I thought would be buried in the past jumped out suddenly, and scared her firmly.

That is the deepest existence in the depths of memory.

It's not that she comforts herself that if she doesn't remember, she won't remember deeply.

The past is just an exaggerated description for her.