C462 Tears of Grief

Without a sound, without a sound, he withdrew again, but in the end he changed the old man's clean sheets and covers, rolled up the moldy sheets and covers, and sat alone at the edge of the bed. Shun Tine seemed to have blended in with the air at the moment, but he could vaguely hear a cold voice in his sleep.

"Why did you keep her picture?"

Shun Tine did not think much about it