C73 A Serious Illness

Yeah, forget what? Forget the happiness of the past, or forget the mistakes of the present?

Qi Xian stood by the side lazily and honestly. He didn't say anything to mock Feng Zuyu. He knew that whatever he said was better than what Feng Mingqian said.

In Feng Mingqian's memory, other than his mother, the thing he cared about the most was his brother. Although they weren't related by blood