C73 There Is No Such Thing as a Book

After crying for a long time, he would get tired, and when he was tired, he would fall asleep.

After an unknown period of time, a cold wind blew in from the door. Jiang Zhiyu suddenly woke up from her sleep.

Rubbing his eyes, he got up and picked up his phone. It was 11 PM.

After a moment's hesitation, she checked the lock and found it broken. In the end