A man in white clothes at the door smiled and said to the person in front of him, "In Xiajiang Fiji, I heard that this young man knows my wife?"
This sound!
This feeling!
It was something he was all too familiar with.
Li Mixi did not dare to look back. He would rather believe that this was a dream. No matter how this dream would end, as long as this moment could be extended a little longer, just a little bit would be enough.
That man's smile was warm, worried, sad, and desperate, all of which seemed like just yesterday.
Conception: