C238 A Cold Attitude

Even though she had turned off her phone, Hsu Yan still couldn't get rid of that terrifying blog post with a picture of a withered rose.

"I miss my mother, who is as warm as the moon... mother, sister! Soon, we will be able to meet."

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He didn't know if he had seen this blog's relationship. Hsu Yan had nightmares all night. In her dreams, she saw a boy