Qin Ruan, who was lying on the sofa in the hall, sighed softly, shook away the sorrow in his mind, and began to close his eyes to rest.
Footsteps sounded, and the direction of the sound came from outside the door.
Qin Ruan didn¡¯t even open his eyes. He picked up a cherry from the fruit bowl on the table and put it in his mouth. It was sour and sweet and very appetizing