C1247 One Year

This sleep was a year.

When Ruan Ling woke up again, it was already a year later.

The surroundings were all familiar decorations and furnishings. Even the tulips on the table did not change.

Ruan Ling frowned. She did not know what time it was. When her brain got hot at that time, she rode the bike and ran away. Actually, she did not want to attract any attention