ries are there""One of the staff quickly answered, “This is a handmade creation by designer Ji Yunting. Each one has a unique and different design, with ten different poses of little cats.”"Destroy th...Now, he only needs to wait, wait for Fu Mo Han to return and unlock his chains for him. 。By then, Fu Shaoqing had figured out where he should go. He was going to travel the world and see the sights he hadn't seen in the past few years. 。Go for a walk down the path he once wanted to take. 。If his mother had also woken up at that time, he decided to leave with her and embark on this journey together. 。Although Fu Shaoqing doesn't know when he will be able to realize his dream at the moment. 。

Dreams are always worth having, and he's definitely going to make them come true. 。He looked away from the photograph, his gaze sweeping over the rest of the room until it settled on the armchair. 。Fu Shaoqing walked over, his hands supporting the rocking chair as he slowly sat down. He lightly tapped the ground with his feet, and the rocking chair began to sway gently. 。This is his mother's favorite rocking chair. It was also his favorite toy when he was little. He often ran up and played on it, then watched his mother put on her makeup. 。

Decades have passed, the rocking chair is a little old now, and everything else in this room seems out of place. 。But I never thought of throwing it away, as if I wanted to keep some happy memory with it. 。Fu Shaoqing sat in the rocking chair, slowly rocking back and forth, his fingers gently tracing the words he had carved into it with a small knife when he was bored as a child. 。He still remembered that time, when he was arguing with his mother about getting a rocking chair, he impulsively carved his name onto it with a small knife. 。

When Fu Shaoqing's mother found the rocking chair designated for him, she scolded him severely. 。

How do you get rid of this character Over time, it has gradually worn down and is no longer as abrupt as it was at first. 。Touching the inscription he had carved, Fu Shaoqing smiled knowingly. His foot stopped rocking the chair, and with both hands propping up the armrest, he stood up. 。

He walked to the dressing table again, which was his mother's place for makeup. When he was mischievous, he wasted a lot of expensive cosmetics. After being found out by his mother, he received a beating and a severe scolding. 。

He's still his father, and he bought a lot of makeup for his mother again before calming down. 。And on the table were some bottles and jars, Fu Shaoqing didn't recognize what these cosmetics were for. 。

A grown man doesn't need all this complexity, and it's naturally hard to understand what he's doing. 。Fu Shaoqing casually picked up a bottle. It had lotion from a certain brand written on it. He put it down and changed to another bottle, which was an essence. After putting that down, he picked up another bottle, and it was still lotion, but from a different brand. 。Why buy two brands of the same thing He didn't understand it before, and he doesn't understand it now. 。When he had nothing to do, Fu Shaoqing went through them all. There were quite a variety of them. 。These were opened for a while, and they're probably unusable now. He should wait until his mom wakes up and buy her some new ones then. 。Fu Shaoqing took pictures of all these things and planned to sell the same products later according to the photos. 。After putting away his phone, he sat down in front of the mirror and thought to himself that besides buying gold for his mother, he seemed to have never bought anything else. He really didn't understand his mother. 。It's possible that knowing his parents' past, coupled with his mother's teachings and her constant comparisons, along with the arranged dates designed to find a "suitable" match, has pushed him further away from his mother. 。If it weren't for his mother's illness this time, Fu Shaoqing might have found it difficult to recall just how much she loved him. 。e salvaged.It seems she didn't forget, but he did.Well, she'd better focus on rescuing the branches first.Fu Mo Han watched Lin Jin Ran walk toward the lily flowers, his long arms reaching out to quic...