C116 I will Wait for You!

The porcelain teacup in Allie’s hand was filled with fragrant tea leaves. The smoke curled up in front of her eyes, filling her eyes with mist.

The cup reached Clement's hand.

At this moment, there was no sound but there was silence. Many words of comfort had been spoken to the old man in front of him.

How could there be so many impassioned words? In the end