Bruno Zhang was awakened by a woman's cough. He opened his eyes and looked at the grinning rock on the top of the kiln, wondering why he was lying here. The memory faded, as if he had just been born, and there was only a warm subconscious nostalgia for his mother in his mind. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes to look at her face, as fragrant as a peach blossom.
"you're awake?"
The sound confused him. I slept? He asked himself as he slowly sat up, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and suddenly shouted: "Why are you here?"
The donkey girl was startled: "Song came to the city and called me, saying that you were sick."
"Am I sick? What a joke. I'm not sick, not sick!" He looked around, "Where are the guys? Are they all gone? My mother, why am I lying down!"
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