C187 The Heart-wrenching past

"Yanheng, are you free?" Xiao Minjun knocked on the door of his room. Feng Yanheng turned around and saw Xiao Minjun was a little surprised.

"Mom, sit." His words had always been simple and clear.

Xiao Minjun sat down by the bed and pulled his hand. Feng Yanheng pulled the chair in the room and sat opposite Xiao Minjun. "In the blink of an eye, you are already so old