After returning to the house, Shen Zhiyi's whole person was a little distracted.

She stood in the pavilion and blew the wind alone for a while.

On the ground, patches of yellowed fallen leaves rustled.

Perhaps because the wind was too cold, Shen Zhiyi's beating heart gradually calmed down.

In the past six months, Shen Jing has not sent her a letter, and he has never seen her once......

Chapter 167 of "Breaking the Delicate Bone": Have pity on me, have mercy on me It's hitting with your hand, please wait a moment,

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