C420 A trip to beijing(2)

It was a silent night, and I lay awake, tossing and turning in my bed.

Although I haven't heard Zheng Xiaoke's story for the time being, from her words and performance, I can tell that Zheng Xiaoke is someone who has suffered a heavy loss of affection.

I slept for the entire night in a daze, but fortunately, my cultivation had reached the point where I could take a short rest