Jack benefited a lot from this conversation.
This had been mu Yuan's wish for many years, and it had never changed.
Little Yuan ...
Jack admired Xiao Yuan, but at the same time, his heart ached for him.
The softest part of his heart had been given to such a person. After mu Yuan fell asleep, he sat on the roof, deep in thought. He called old Rayleigh, who had been doing well recently. The whole family was celebrating the year that the Anderson family would go down in history. They were immersed in joy and anticipated it every year, but every year ... They were disappointed.
He had finally reached the peak.
"Dad, I'm sick." Jack's phone call didn't change old Rayleigh's mood. He even said indifferently,"you're still young. Why do you still look for me when you're sick? I can't help you. Tell your Lieutenant Colonel when you're sick. Don't tell me."
Jack paused for a moment."My anxiety ... Has been going on for almost half a year."