When they met, Li Yu was already the father of two children.
A daughter was running forward on a walker.
A son was still being held in his arms while he ate and slept.
Song Xiangyun no longer had the same fondness for Li Yu that he had when he was a student.
I no longer feel nervous when talking to him.
But in my heart, I still feel a little reluctant.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
