high in the sky. He had come back home late last night and slept soundly, missing even the time to greet his parents."Qing Luo, Qing Luo!" she called out twice."Miss," Qing Luo pushed open the door.Se...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！untain, sobbing in his arms like a child...Every smile and frown of hers was like a brand imprinted on his heart. Every lonely night, he would bring it out and relive it, comforting his wounded heart....