Whether this daily routine can continue, only heaven knows.
The sun sets slowly, another day passes.
When the sun rises again, there will only be nine days left until the surgery.
The days seem to be slipping by too quickly.
"Xu Musen." Yao Mingyue suddenly called out to him.
"Hm." Xu Musen looked at her.
At this moment, Yao Mingyue stood under the sunset, her almond eyes particularly lively: "A few days ago, you told me that during this last period, as long as there's somewhere I want to go, you'll accompany me. Do you remember?"
Xu Musen looked at her bright eyes, with a faint sense of unease: "It comes with the condition that it shouldn't affect your health."
"So as long as it doesn't affect my health, you'll comply unconditionally, right?" Yao Mingyue had already anticipated this and smiled with a sense of victory.
Xu Musen studied her for a long while: "What exactly do you want to do?"
