The fleeting years are chaotic and fleeting, but they are just a daydream.
Zheng Yuke felt that she and her story were just a dream. No matter how bloody and devastated the dream was, it was just an illusion. At dawn, when I opened my eyes, all that was left was sadness.
The beginning of the story?
It was too early. Ji Wenjue at that time was not like what he is now. At that time, he was still a cute child who laughed heartlessly all day long and called "sister" non-stop.
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When we meet again, he is the child's attending doctor and she is the child's parent. When the child in her arms asked her, "Who is he?" Zheng Yuke lowered his head and whispered, "Baby, call me uncle." Ji Wenjue's right eyelid jumped unexpectedly, and he thought: Oh, uncle? Zheng Yuke will make you cry and call daddy one day.