On the first day that Que Sinan came to Zhan's house, she met a chatty young master.
From silent disdain to unconscious indulgence.
I don't know whose heart beats faster first. There is no need to say anything, and there is no time to say anything. Years later, when Que Sinan returned to his hometown, he found the young master's handwriting before his death in the dusty house.
There are black marks on the wall caused by the fire. Even in this condition, you can clearly see the mottled writing.
"Brother save me"
(Pseudo Valley, a bit sadistic, the professional knowledge involved may be a bit unreasonable, Haihan)
Intention: HEHEHEHE