C240 He Ran away in Panic

Xiang Haoqing imagined that scene. His chest ached, but he couldn't tell if it was his stomach or his heart.

The soreness in his eyes burned. He looked at the remaining half bowl of peanuts and millet congee. Inexplicably, he was still afraid of the past.

Every night when he massaged her legs, the two of them would always play for a while before falling asleep. When he closed his eyes