He stretched out his arm to pick up the vegetables and hung on the table, but his heart shook suddenly, and the complaint was broken in his mouth, and the thin and small appearance of the young girl sitting opposite was like a barb born in his heart, and he looked at it in a daze, and then took back the chopsticks very slowly, very slowly.

"You're going to eat these when I'm not around." Yuan Zhisheng poked the rice porridge in the bowl, lowered his eyes, and there was a rare sadness in his voice.

He had thought about it, and he had known it for a long time.

Just know this

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