#I am a talented writer, and everywhere I go is a trap.
"My sister kept saying she was good for me, but she never asked me what I wanted! She thought she was good for me, but none of this was what I wanted! I am my sister's favorite brother, but she keeps pushing me away."
As Gong Yuanzheng spoke, tears fell pitifully one by one. His eyelashes trembled, feeling aggrieved.
It was obviously a bed that was spacious enough to comfortably accommodate two people, but they were still used to huddled together and lying on their sides facing each other like they had done when they were children.
Gong Yuanzheng had his eyes closed, his long eyelashes covering his eyelids, and his breathing was steady, as if he was sleeping soundly.
Turnip reached out and touched his brow. Time flies so fast, it has been ten years.
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