Isn't This A Dream Chapter 52

The night is getting darker, and the sky is so dark that it makes people breathless.

Zhou Weiping stood by the window, and the wind blew in slowly, rustling the diary in his hand.

As I get older, and because I used to stay up late at night and read, I have some eye problems. He carefully pressed it with his hand and took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his chest, with a long red thread dangling from the glasses.

After putting on his glasses, he carefully focused his gaze on the peaceful writing:

Jianbang, you want to be healthy.