She thought of the past time, when Liu Mo traveled all over Y City to bring her Feng Ji's custard buns and was often late. Every time she took a vocal lesson, Liu Mo would arrive on time with a full pot of warm water, just to avoid irritating her throat if she drank cold water.
She looked at the man in front of her who seemed to be invulnerable. How could her eyes still be as soft as when she was young?