h curtains tightly closed, inside there's a bed, taking up half the space. 。The other half is a jumble of junk. 。Whether it was Fu Mo Han's intention or the housekeeper deliberately arranging her her...s, helpless, hopeless, and sorrowful, like a small animal on the brink of death struggling desperately for a sliver of life.It's not her.These three words, Fu Mo Han had heard many times, he could eve...