Hearing the man's voice, Chu zhaoyue's bright eyes smile into two curved crescent.

"thank you..." The man cleared his throat, which had not been moved for a long time, and his throat, which had not been voiced for a long time, said thanks again.

Chu zhaoyue put back the blue box that he had collected into the mute Gu, patted the man on the shoulder, smiled and said: "no thanks! I can meet you here, you can meet me here, it's our destiny, it's God who wants to arrange me to take away the mute insects from you, so that you can speak again. "

the man's eyes were covered...