For example... the room is filled with your sketches.
At the time... these hundreds of works... recorded Qin Mu's transformation.
But it deeply shocked oneself.
Qin Laozi's words held suspense.
Qin Mu knew that Mu Wan must have done something else back then, which shocked the old man even more.
Qin Mu pressed his thin lips together, looked at Qin Laozi, and earnestly said, "Grandpa... thank you."
"Ah, my third boy, in this world... I'll definitely do good by you..."
Who made this rascal's temperament so much like mine, making me love and hate him so intensely.
Sometimes, in a fit of anger, I really want to just shoot this grandson dead.
But... in the end, he is still the one I love the most.
Qin Mu looked into the old man's dark eyes filled with emotion, curled his lips, and his gaze fell on Mu Wan beside him, murmuring softly.
"You... have already given me the best."
Hmm... right by my side.
Lived for 26 years.
I guess I've understood life a little better.
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