The sunset gradually sets in the west, and even the last afterglow disappears.
Asher Yan looked at the darkening sky, looked for a relatively flat stone, and put Song Sichen down.
"It seems that I can't go out today. How are your feet?"
"fine."
"I should have learned some knowledge about bruises and sprains earlier, otherwise I wouldn't have to watch and worry about it now."
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