Modi only felt happy when he heard this, but because of the grief of the person in front of him, he could only pretend to be sad.

He cautiously persuaded the person in front of him: "Zi'an, don't be afraid! It's okay, it's okay! This time it's just an accident, where did you pass by for the first time, so it's normal not to remember." ”

"But—I never forget—I—I can't even remember!" Zi'an said, and finally put his hands into his sideburns, and the whole person was at a loss.

Modi said softly: "Okay, let's go home, let's go home, everything will be fine, you believe me really!"

Mr.'s voice was cold, but at this moment he was polished into a ...... by the word gentle

"On How the Resurrection Is Difficult" sixty-two, despair is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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