"Look at you, when you were a child, you were just like Du Hulu. Now you dare to sing on the stage."

"In a blink of an eye, the kids are older and I am older."

The old dean stroked Chen Ming's cheek, as if he wanted to imprint this ordinary face in his mind.

He really wanted to see more.

But he didn't have much time.

possible,

He has not lived this year, and he doesn't know what the snowflakes will look like next winter.

But he couldn't say this to Chen Ming.

This child has been stubborn since childhood and likes to hide everything in his heart. He feels uncomfortable when he is alone.

Silence for a moment.

The old dean said softly: "That girl is nice, be nice to others. Don't quarrel with others. Men should remember to give in to women and don't be petty."

Chen Ming nodded seriously.

"Child, I remember there was a plum tree in the orphanage, which you planted by yourself. If you have time to pick one, come back and show me."
Chapter completed!