The deep narrow courtyard, the quiet world, the doctor who kept shaking his head and sighing, and the sad and silent person
Father, all of this constitutes the entire fifteen years of my life.
I always thought that it was my destined fate to quietly breathe for a few years and then stop breathing quietly.
Death is not a terrible thing. On the contrary, I even look forward to his arrival, because alive,
Really tired.
Occasionally, when my health is better, I will hold a book in my hand and learn from those elegant scholars and literati.
Under the cool breeze and warm sun, I flipped through a few pages of the Wild History Collection, and then fell into a daze, because what was there was the old customs, the warmth and warmth of the people.
, It's really far away, but I can't help but not look at it, because it's the only complex world I can still come into contact with.
It's been a long time since I've seen my father. It seems like half a year ago, the old white-bearded doctor looked at me.
Let's start shaking our heads... My world has become simpler and simpler, and there are fewer and fewer servants coming in and out of the courtyard.
The originally lifeless courtyard was even more lonely with no trace of life. I always felt like... Everyone was with me.
Let's wait for the arrival of the spirit guide.