C115 The Truth

"Sob, sob, sob." Qing Luo ran out of the pear garden. The pungent smell behind him stunned him. "Oh no, I forgot to put out the fire." He wiped his tears and carried the bucket to the pond in a daze. He laboriously poured a bucket of water and then ran into the burning pear garden in a daze. He rushed into the golden house.

Seeing Wuxu lying on the bed to rest, Qing Luo heaved a sigh of relief