C39 Mr Gu Let's Split up and Go to Bed

On that quiet afternoon, the faint golden sunlight slanted in through the window, casting a large amount of light on the long desk.

Yan Xiaohuan was holding a pen and writing her last words.

Yan Xiaohuanwen seemed to have a lot of things to write as she spoke her last words. Thoughts surged through her mind, and soon, several pages were densely packed