Butong pulled the corners of his mouth. "Yes, her father would talk to her every night. His talent for language was inspired by him. Sometimes I can't even talk about her."

"cousin, go to sleep. You'll be here at once. Let him direct you to find someone. You'll have a good sleep. Otherwise, if you don't eat or sleep like this, you'll break down."

"I can't eat or sleep, or I have no appetite, and I can't sleep. I have my own body, don't worry."

"how can I not worry?" Li Wanyu holds her cold hands tightly. "Do you know what reminds me of you now? It reminds me of...