PREVIEW
... de, looking at Xiuxiu, and suddenly let out a bitter smile. "It’s my foolish wishful thinking, but really, I’m not asking for much, am I? I just want...want to see you open your eyes again, want to drink another bowl of soup you brewed with your own hands. As I grow old, I become more nostalgic."
He stared longingly at the person on the bed, not knowing how long he sat there in a daze.
Some love remains unchanged through the passage of time. The youthful exuberance is still vivid ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























