Chapter 12 wishes us to grow old together without hearing, answering or writing.

Mu Tianxing was in a hurry. He walked up to him two steps and looked at him. He pressed his hands on the left and right armrests of his wheelchair. He raised a small face and stared at him angrily. "I'm talking to you!"

Droshton paused and remained silent.

Just looking at the pictures in front of us, there is an inexplicable sense of generation of flirting and swearing. Since meeting Miss Mu, the life of the four youths has been lively.

The breeze whistled past her ear and lifted her Mercury Blue dress. She was stared...