Yun Hezhui had another dream, and in the dream it was still the graceful girl in his paintings.
She leaned against her and kept talking to herself about everything that happened today.
Every day and every night, Yun Hechui looked forward to seeing her.
She wanted to write all her high spirits on Feng Qiwu.
She wrote that after Feng Qiwu won the first place in the China Tianjiao Competition with a high profile, he closed the computer and fell asleep.
She thought Feng Qiwu would be happy to show off to her, but when she saw her that night, her eyes were filled with mist.
"Mom... I hate life without you."
Feng Qiwu grabbed his hand, his eyes full of longing: "How about coming to accompany Feng'er..."
Yunhe chased his heart and decided to write himself into it...
