C1287 Melancholic Orange Fruit

The sky gradually brightened as Chen Guoguo opened her sleepy eyes.

Everything in front of him was unfamiliar. The wooden windows were dirty and stuck with the word 'blessings'. Beneath the window was a big burden. The pillows that were filled with wheat bran had a layer of black grease on them as well.

The kang, the clumsy table and chairs, the small Mazza at the base of the wall