C209 Reentering the other world--warm and gentle as a dream

Xiang Yantian turned her head to look out of the window, and her voice seemed to echo out of a dream: "In these past twenty years, he was lying on her sickbed, and she had never seen the sun. Every month, she only had half an incense's worth of time to see me, yet I could see him at all times. He's much more bitter than I am. I want him to see the sun