Zhou Yinghuai's expression was extremely painful, his face twisted into a ball, and he looked a little hideous.

"Mi Sheng, do you really bear it?"

"What if you can't bear it?" Jiang Misheng raised her hand, and with the last trace of strength in her body, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I can't bear it, can we go back to the past?" ”

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