People had been brooding over the pain for many years, as if a fish bone was stuck in their throat. It wasn't because of the pain itself, but because the people who had hurt them had no intention of repenting after facing these tragedies. They even stepped on their grief and regret, rejoicing and living a carefree life!
Ye Chu sat on the Open-Air Balcony and played the harmonica. The harmonica in her memory was beautiful and moving. She played it on the sea all year round and only played this one song. Bruce often said that it was a little sad and told her not to play such a sad song. However, she liked it very much. Ye tingjun leaned slightly against the white door and window and listened to her play. He rarely played it, but he liked it very much.
A large rattan chair was placed on the Open-Air Balcony, and fresh flowers covered the vines. The little girl under the moon was like a little elf in the rainforest, playing a moving song for the moonlight.
