"Wait here first. I'll go in and pick out some books."

Recently, Huo Miao has been very busy and stressed. She wants to pick out some light stories to relieve him.

When they went upstairs, they passed a small hospital library, which was relatively narrow. It was inconvenient for Huo Miao to enter in a wheelchair, so Mu Chudi let him wait outside directly.

Hawthorne was outside, looking through the half-open window at Mu Chudi's dedicated book-picking.

A beautiful face in the silk sunshine gives a beautiful feeling of quiet years.

The deep eyes gradually become blurred, and there seems to be a spring water hidden in the fundus of...