A pair of plain white hands gently pushed open the black window. Xiaoliu'er lowered her eyes and saw the cyan figure holding the umbrella she had drawn in ink and wash. She hurriedly ran downstairs and threw herself into Shen Congzhi's arms. "My body is covered with rain. It won't be good if I make you cold again..."
Xiaoliuer was silent and just rubbed her head against his chest. Shen Congzhi picked up Xiaoliuer and walked upstairs. Shen Congzhi knew that all this was just a plan for her to escape. In order for her to live and for her to speak, he didn't know how many famous doctors he searched for and how many dirty tricks he used. But so what, just look at the pomegranate flowers blooming outside the window, just watch her stand there waiting for him to come home...
Intention: Hibernate slowly, and one day the truth will be revealed