"Chen Ciyou, have you eaten the peach?"
"Is it sweet?"
"Do you remember what it smells like?"
"..., There was no response for a long time, only the breath gradually disappearing in the air."
"And the peach that rotted on the table"
"How are you doing?" Amidst the noise, Jiang Ji looked down at the person he hadn't seen for a long time, feeling a little unclear in his heart.
"How long has it been? It seems to be the eighth year." Chen Ciyou lowered his head and remained silent, his eyes were peaceful and there was no trace of any disturbance. "I'm living a good life." After a moment of silence, Chen Ciyou raised his head and repeated with a smile: "Jiang Ji, I'm living a good life."
"That's good, just live a good life." Jiang Ji smiled back at her, the guilt in his smile gradually disappeared with this sentence, with Zhencheng's blessing.
"I lied to you, Jiang Ji, I lied to you, I will die soon," Chen Ciyou smiled even happier and replied: "Yes, I am very happy."
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