C858 Planting Flowers
Dr2618-2-21, PM2:45
Clang!
The iron door of the cell was opened, revealing a small space.
On the iron bed sat a man with disheveled hair. His head was lowered, and he seemed to be numb. He sat there motionlessly, like a corpse.
"Mother, this uncle is so weird." A tender and childish voice sounded.
"Luo'er, don't be rude!" A gentle yet stern female voice sounded, "He is not a weird uncle
