She had been sitting in a bamboo chair and joking with her grandfather. She was clearly so weak that even her eyelids trembled. However, her smile was so bright and radiant, and there was no unhappiness in it at all.
It was also at that time that he pretended to be sickly and became her neighbor.
Every time he came to see her when he was unhappy, all his terrible emotions would be swept away, and he would even have the energy to go back and clean up that mess.
Now that ten years had passed, his bad habit of relying on her hadn't changed at all!
Ling Chuan chuckled self-deprecatingly.
His slender fingers couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her little head.
One after another, each caress was extremely doting and restrained, as if he was stroking a cat's fur.
Snake An, who was busy stirring the medicine with the tip of her tail, was dumbfounded. What was he doing?
Didn't he know that this would affect her?
