In the summer of 1991, I traveled many times from the mainland to the port city. Wen Nian met what his father called "the mother who is someone else's mistress and doesn't want you anymore."
At that time, the port city was unprecedentedly prosperous, and the car drove smoothly all the way to the mountainous area, and finally stopped in front of an extremely luxurious villa.
Mother said that it was the Lu family's old house.
Wen Nian tightened his clothes that had been washed white and lowered his head to follow.
When walking past the second floor, there was a vague shadow standing on the balcony. The mist filled the air. The man was twirling a cigarette in his hand and disappearing into the night, making it difficult to see his expression.
Wen Nian saw his mother bowing her head respectfully and calling Third Master, and soon she hurriedly said to herself: "Chuchu, please call uncle."
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Little white flower x gentle scum
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