Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

it too.”"For years, I've been living like a corpse."He wept silently within his heart.but never dared to speak.The summer sunshine is very warm.But his heart was as cold as ice, tears streaming down...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！hen sat back at the tea table and poured herself a cup of tea.Here's the translated content:At this time, she was by the window and with her back against the bed.Unfortunately, the window was closed,...