Yan Chunmiaomiao inappropriately recalled a fable she read when she was a child.
The old man left a huge inheritance before his death, and only the smartest children who can solve the mystery can get it. The question was what could fill a room, and the answer was burning candles.
Yan Chunmiaomiao stared at the flame at the top of the candle and thought, now is not a life-or-death situation, and Ji Zhenchao does not have a huge inheritance for himself to inherit, why would he suddenly think of these things? She looked up at the sky. Sure enough, the weak firelight was not enough to illuminate the dense forest, let alone the moonlight to illuminate the world.
However, Yan Chunmiaomiao rubbed her earlobes and thought quietly, she thought it would be good to have her eyes illuminated.
She turned to look at Ji Zhenchao, people are always greedy.
Purpose: To grow is to grow into a good adult