Proximity To His Heart Chapter 89

Suddenly, the apartment rented by the company turned into the small house I lived in with my mother when I was a child. When the glass window wrapped in plastic paper was fully opened, the sunlight was so bright...

My mother had a ponytail and was wearing the white floral shirt that my grandmother wore when she was young. She was listening to the melodious songs on the radio and was patting the dust off the sofa with a towel.

He finished the homework assigned by his mother early, helped to fetch water in the kitchen, and then laboriously carried a small bucket of water step by step to the living room.

Whenever he helped with the housework, his mother would take out a small piece of maltose wrapped in a plastic bag from her bag as a reward. The maltose in his memory was very small and sweet, and it melted in his mouth and disappeared quickly, but when he licked his teeth, he could still taste the sweetness embedded in the gaps between his teeth. This kind of sweetness was something he could never find no matter how much maltose he ate when he grew up.

"." Ethan Shen's silence made Qiu Meijuan more desperate and embarrassed. She barely had the courage to stand up and approach him, and could only sit there quietly and wait for the result of the trial.