C1132 Walk into a Dead End

Zhao Muchen looked at the emaciated Cheung Yanhui in front of him. She had such a tired face, and the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes were so obvious. Even her usually black hair was covered in silver threads …

At this moment, a strange feeling surged in his heart. If it was before, he would definitely embrace Cheung Yanhui without hesitation. He would comfort her, care for her, warm her