C2939 This Is Strange

"There's nothing else!" Wang Ziheng held the sleeping Su Mo tightly in his arms as he stroked her hair gently. Su Mo was like a wounded trapped beast in his arms, looking at him with soft and pitiful eyes. Tears filled her eyes. The moment she opened her mouth, she said, "I still can't forget Ye Mingyuan. I dreamt that he said goodbye to me!"

"This is normal