Qin Jia never dreamed that Rong Chen, whom she hadn't seen for several years, would actually look like such a "ghost"! "He is so gentle. I only care about things. It's understandable that you treat him differently." "It doesn't matter. He is more important than me. I'm fine. I don't need your mercy when I'm sick." Qin Jia was speechless when faced with Rong Chen's intermittent convulsions again and again! Things that clearly didn't exist changed their appearance when it came to his mouth. "Qin Jia, go see him. He needs your care more. Although I might die without you, it doesn't matter. I can persevere." "..." Qin Jia looked up at the sky and wanted to call the psychiatric doctor.
Nice! So pretty! Big cheers for the author! ! !
It's okay, it's pretty good-looking.