C352 Silently returning to beijing 1
On the second day after the funeral, the sky had begun to brighten. Before the morning mist had even dispersed, people were already whispering to each other as if they were talking about a secret that no one was allowed to know.
Xi Mengyao looked at Song Chongjing, her eyes a little sleepy as she said, "Why did you wake me up so early? "I'm so tired, I want to sleep