He felt a darkness in front of him, as if his body and soul had separated.
His mind was clear, aware that he was watching their warm scene, but why couldn't his eyes see?
Yang Run Tai noticed his uncle's loss of composure and quickly grabbed his wrist.
Yang Zhongyi turned his head in confusion to look at his nephew, who was a bit shorter than him.
"Uncle. You have to understand that what's meant for you won't escape, and what's not is not worth forcing."
Wei Kaiyun also noticed them, but didn't say anything. He was busy moving luggage with Lv Family father and son.
"He Run."
"Uncle, do you trust me?"
Yang Zhongyi nodded blankly.
"Then let it go."
"Jing Chu, I haven't eaten yet."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine."
"There's porridge at home."
Chaoyang pulled a bitter face, "Porridge won't fill me up. Can you make something dry for me?"
"Alright, I'll make you some pancakes."
Jing Chu didn't realize how relaxed and comfortable she felt talking to Chaoyang.
