"I… might not be qualified to look for her now, but one day, I'll let her know that I'm the person who loves her the most!"
THUD
Collie punched the wall with all his might, followed by heavy panting. Slowly, there was no more movement.
Fang Ping continued to pack his things. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old, this was probably his youth.
There was wonder, disappointment, struggle, and helplessness.
Unlike him, who was a salted fish.
By the time he finished packing and was about to climb into bed, Qing Niao had just returned.
"Qing Niao, you're back so late. How's Andre?"
"It's quite good. I feel that my fur has disappeared a lot. I feel that I'm about to fully recover.
By the way, Fang Ping, I heard that you were the one who brought Lingling and the others into the Flower Garden? Not everyone can live in the Flower Garden. How did you do it?"
Ivan probably didn't tell them that Lingling was an Innate Awakened.