Xia Yihan put down her cell phone and asked Zhong Yuquan if it was harmful to leaf ink. Xia Yihan shook her head. She couldn't do it. That was her father. She couldn't open her mouth.

Xia Yihan is thinking about that story again, unless I can't come, Zimo, can't you also come? After so many days of ignoring me, Zimo, what happened to you?

Thirteen came to ask her to eat. Xia Yihan asked thirteen to eat first. She kept meditating until evening, when it rained in summer, she said it would fall. The muggy weather was much cooler under the wash of rain.

The thirteenth call failed several...