C63 Moon Carrying Sunflower

"I even dreamed of him yesterday …"

I muttered to myself, staring at the bell.

"Ji Liang?"

"No, my child... "She's that small and her fragrance is so soft. She can't walk nor speak. As she eats her small hands, she yammer and call out to me. She smiles at me …"

I am clearly talking about this while smiling, but unknowingly