Xiaocao no longer pays attention to the address, looks at the bustling atmosphere of the people around him, and can't help recalling the days when he once ran around and hid everywhere. Yes, at that time, although he would almost come and go in the bustling city every day, he never sat on the roadside quietly like today, watching the crowd, enjoying the colorful lights, and feeling the middle of the road With the tense and full wind, Shangye can't help smiling, "I will often accompany you out to visit in the future!" This is to show her kindness. Why does she have no expression? Shangye is puzzled and stares...