After about an hour or so, the red and swollen feet looked better.

Remove the ice bag and lie down beside Qiujiayi with light hands and feet, gently holding her in her arms, and touching her forehead with pity.

"Sorry, it won't hurt you anymore."

The low and deep voice is rolling with the inextricable gentleness, wandering in the quiet space as if nothing had happened.

The next day, Qiujiayi was unable to fall asleep, drowsy and waking up slowly, illuminated by dazzling light.

Last night, I cried for a long time. My eyes were very sour and slightly swollen. When I got up, my feet accidentally touched the bedside...