"What bad things are you doing at home alone?" Shen Zheng closed the door casually, "I didn't even see a leaf of the vegetable from the promised dinner."
Shen Zheng changed his shoes and walked into the room while talking. Afraid that the sudden bright light would irritate Oliver Pei's eyes, he simply reached out and turned on the beautiful floor lamp next to the sofa.
The warm orange light shone on Oliver Pei, and Shen Zheng then noticed the cold sweat on his head and the faint trace of tears on his face.
Before he could ask about his worries, Shen Zheng was pounced upon by his little ancestor in the next second.
"Shen Zheng... Shen Zheng..." Oliver Pei buried his head in the other's chest and whispered the other's name softly, "Shen Zheng..."
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