"Mom, let's go..."

sitting in Sun Xiaoya's beetle, thinking about the old lady's constant exhortation when she just went out, Guan Yu was helpless for a while.

It's more intimate than your mother!

"What happened yesterday... is confidential." Sun Xiaoya was driving, his eyes seemed to be a little evasive, his face a little red.

"Rest assured..." Guan Yu nodded and then hesitated, "Did your mother... see a doctor?"

"See, the doctor said that it belongs to one kind of dementia, there is no way to treat it, only to keep her happy." In the end, Sun Xiaoya was obviously weak.

"Oh." In response, Guan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly....