These days, An Xining comes here every afternoon to visit An Xin. Standing outside the courtyard wall, An Xining looked persistently past the iron railings and jumped all the way, running over to touch An Xin who was sitting in the courtyard to warm himself. His voice was full of warmth, for fear of disturbing An Xin. An Xining lived in a nearby orthopedic hospital. Jin Ming accidentally broke her arm. An Xining had long been accustomed to such days. Although she had just finished the operation, An Xining didn't feel much pain, so she hurriedly came to see An Xin. You know, she can be regarded as her only relative in this world. But she seemed to have forgotten about her. The warm autumn sun pours quietly on An Xin's body, bringing with it the shadowless time. She leaned lazily on the chair, looking towards the unknown distance, peaceful and peaceful...
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