"When I was six years old, I gradually dried up like grass during a dry season, and I became what I am now." In the video, Maris coldly said,""Zheng, do you think I'm sick now?"
Zheng Ren watched the video as if he was watching a film in front of a 912 film reader. He crossed his arms and pondered carefully.
Su Yun felt a gust of cold wind blowing beside him. He turned his body to the side, as if the change in angle could make him feel a little warmer.
Maris no longer spoke, and the crystal ball in front of her exuded a gloomy luster. Even though they were separated by mountains and rivers and it was only a video call, Zheng Ren's room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
"Besides ... Being skinny, do you feel any other discomfort?" Zheng Ren asked after thinking for more than ten seconds.
"No, I didn 't," "My body has become like this," Maris said."What discomfort can I have?"
"What about physical strength? Do you often feel tired?"
