C368 Things have been booted to the mailbox

The moment he dialed a number, Lu Yun felt as if his heart had been placed on a grill, and every time the phone rang, the fire burned brighter, and then someone used a small brush to paint layer after layer of oil on her heart, making her feel as if her heart was being roasted until she wanted to die.

In this blank time, she thought of many, many things that had been forgotten.

For example