say, preparing to question Fu Mo Han privately.Fu Mo'han seemed to have something he wanted to say privately to the old man, and comforted him, "Grandpa, you've traveled a long way. Let her rest first...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openinganied the old man, chatting, playing chess, and fishing. Life was quite comfortable. 。Time, like flowing water, has passed another week. During this time, she stayed in contact with Fu Mo Han via pho...