lt;lt;A Difficult Wi

Under the dim yellow light, Xiao Yi clenched her fists, her pen trembling on the bedside table. Zi Wei's hands were shaking, his face flushed red, and his eyes stared intently at the man on the bed who was still clutching his head, urging him, "Hurry up!",When his steps ceased, he frowned at the neon-lit bar.,She didn't look at the road, she dove headfirst into the man's arms.。