He rubbed his head with no gentle force, as if he was rubbing a rag, there seemed to be some warmth at this moment. With the sound of the door closing, Elara touched his head in hindsight.
Elara stood there for a while, and only looked in the direction of the coffee table after a while.
This cake has surprised Elara.
She didn’t expect to have gifts at all.
The lights in the living room were not turned off yet, and the white lights were a bit dazzling. The coffee table was cleaned up, with only a hot pot and a few drinking glasses, and newspapers and a few magazines beside it.
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