The scenery in my hometown doesn't seem to have changed much.
But her presence is missing.
The wind walked slowly to the place where he had lived for more than twenty years. The place was as clean as when he left.
The wind suddenly created an illusion. He seemed to see Bai Mingya sitting on the chair, serving him a bowl of rice, and said a little awkwardly: "This is my first time cooking, even if it doesn't taste good, you can still eat it for me."
Looking around, there was nothing there.
The wind just laughed, but didn't know what to say.
Although I have delayed my congratulatory message to Ya for a long time...
The wind's BGIs it really the wind? Hey!
So he is as incompetent in copywriting as Ya...
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