Let it be like this.
She slowly closed her eyes. For ten years, every time she heard that name, her heart would wrench in pain.
Some love does not wash away with the passage of time, but rather becomes increasingly profound.
And I chose to bury it deeply, and then to forget.
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"Miss," Cuicui walked in with a tray.
"This is the silver ear and lotus seed porridge I asked Aunt Li to teach me to make. It's not only good for sleep but also for beauty and nourishment," Cuicui said as she passed the blue and white porcelain bowl filled with porridge to Yun Ya.
The silver porridge looked extremely clear and beautiful in the white bowl, and the fragrance was so appealing that it seemed to soothe one's body just by smelling it.
Yun Ya picked it up and took a sniff, "It smells good," she gave Cuicui a thumbs-up.
"Cuicui, I didn't expect you to be quite skillful and thoughtful."
Cuicui scratched her head embarrassedly, "This is all I'm capable of, I'm just glad the miss doesn't mind."
