Little Bao Lan, in her sapphire embroidered jacket, stumbled into the room, pushing the door open with a burst of energy. Her large, bright eyes were fixed on me as if she wanted to leap into my arms.,Lin Yuanzhi, in his arrogance, declared that only after his death could Zhen'er live a peaceful life. He fails to understand why,A cold wind, like a sharp knife, pierced into his eyes, making him forget to breathe. Suddenly, he bumped headfirst into a cold chest.。