He didn't know that the more he tried not to cry, the more she wanted to bully him into crying.

Until she disappeared, twenty-two years had passed and countless methods had been tried, but none of them had succeeded.

She gave up everything.

I didn't expect this person would cry in his dreams.

Some people just don't shed tears, but once they shed tears, they will control the people around them and make them feel soft-hearted.

"You've got an easy win today!" She put the man in the ** in a bad mood. The bodyguard put the things at the door, and she turned around to bring them in.

She got goosebumps when she heard the grown man cry.

When she came back, the crying had stopped.

Her pillow and quilt were all occupied.

"You pomegranate seed, just wait and see how I chew you up and swallow you when you wake up."

She glanced at **, lowered her head and took out the things from her bag.

Without the sticky oil stain to fix it, the Doucai Chicken Cup could break in two at any time, so it had to be mended as soon as possible. The bowl body also needed to be treated, because without the outer layer of protection, the color would soon become dull.

She went to the safe and took out the treasure box. The tools inside were placed on the ground one by one. In the innermost part was a small jar made of agarwood, the size of a palm, which contained the treasure left by her great grandfather that could protect the color. It was one of the secret treasures of their Laoxingtang. She evenly applied the cloth with a handkerchief made of rabbit fur and put it aside to dry.

A faint scent of agarwood diffuses in the air.

Gentle and calm.

He swept the ring on his hand, took it off, and used the remaining rabbit hair to smear it again.

It's washed so clean, if it were made of iron or copper, it would rust and peel off in two days.

The reddish-brown color is too eye-catching. When Song Yi is free someday, I will ask him to adjust the color to ebony. It is not eye-catching and the color is calm.

After putting the two things away, she took out the jade egg.

The thing is good, but I feel like it is not meant to be with her!

The chicken-glazed cups were ready to dry. She took out her tools and started mending the bowls.

If she didn't take the bowl back, it would have ended up in the trash within half a month.

After looking at the gold and silver threads, I chose the gold thread.

There is no other reason, it's simply that there is more gold thread in stock and less silver thread.

She hasn't had time to draw the wire recently, so she's using less and less of the stock, and whichever one has more will be used first.

The sound of mending the bowl was quite loud, but Song Yi didn't even turn over.

She shouldn't be soft-hearted!

By the time I finished mending the bowl, it was already past ten o'clock. My skills had not faded, and my fingers were still as nimble as before.

Has she made a living by repairing things for the past ten years?

Another clue to ten years of memory, she took note and put the item away.

There was still a gap on the Chicken Cup. If she wanted to repair it perfectly, she would have to find something from the same Chenghua period. This would take time, so she was not in a hurry to sell the Chicken Cup. She put it in the safe first and waited until she found the materials to repair it.

She casually placed the jade egg on the table. She was hungry, so she had to find something to eat.

The pineapple buns I bought in the afternoon were just enough for a meal. I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, took two bites, and Song Yi staggered over to me.

"Awake?" She glanced at him and returned her attention to the TV.

Song Yi stood quietly behind the sofa behind her, his eyes fixed straight ahead, without a trace of emotion in his pupils.

The TV happened to be broadcasting the news and she was about to change the TV series when it suddenly mentioned her and Song Yi.

"Mr. and Mrs. Song donated 1,000 tents, drinking water worth 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, and food worth 1 million Hong Kong dollars to the homeless people living along the Xiangjiang River. They also promised to provide 100 houses, renting or selling them at half price to the homeless people living along the river. According to incomplete statistics, the total amount donated by Mr. and Mrs. Song has exceeded 10 million Hong Kong dollars..."