At this moment in this box, the tea fragrance is still in the nose. Song July is sitting there quietly, and the wind whistles away from nowhere. Mrs. Mo looks at her and says, "Although he never said it, I can feel that he is waiting for you to come back."

"Maybe you feel wrong." In July, the Song Dynasty moved his lips.

"Didn't you see it?" Mrs. Mo asked, and let Song July gaze. She smiled and said, "Flowers in the mansion."

The big red roses were floating in front of her eyes. Her burning eyes did not open. Song was silent in July. Mrs. Mo said, "I heard...