First Era, Dragon Lo

Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,"Really" Lingling's eyes lit up, then she seemed to remember something and frowned. "But... we don't have any money. We don't want Dad and Mom to fight.",Jiang Zhihao walked over slowly, standing before Zhong Jiawei. Looking at his living wife again made him want to hug Zhong Jiawei and tell her how much he missed her.。