On the day he left, Liu Yan suddenly smiled, as if he was relieved. In the past 26 years, it was like a white horse passing by, turning page after page, forgetting one by one. Finally, he remembered that smiling face. Well, after all, I will still live and die for you.
My whole body seemed to be falling apart. My eyelids were extremely heavy and I couldn't open them. They were a little swollen and painful. They were exactly the same as when I resisted the beating the day before yesterday.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
