C449 The Helplessness of the Era the Helplessness of Identity

Thirty years.

The two sides looked at each other.

They missed each other day and night.

The accumulated emotions were all poured into these words by Mrs. Saki.

Wang Ming, who was at the back, heard these voices and sighed slightly. There were many kinds of love in the world. This was probably the hardest kind.

At this moment, he saw that Elder Xu still didn't move.

He could not help but say