“It’s been 37 years…”

"But why it feels like it passes in the blink of an eye."

"Old guy, are you trying to draw one?"

He nodded his head, handed Mr. Li a cigarette, and took out a lighter to help him light it.

Mr. Li hurriedly reached out to block the wind.

"call....."

Mr. Li bit the cigarette, looked up at the roof, and after looking for a long time, the cigarette was just rising.

He took a sip last, knocked out the cigarette butt, and left with a plastic bag.

Mr. Li has made up his mind.

That night, he changed his clothes and scraped his face. Even if he couldn't go back, he would be burned with both jade and stone.
Chapter completed!