One day, Fu Mo寒 gave Leng Jue an airplane ticket and asked him to go out and play, relax his mind.,In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.,In a villa, the lights were turned off early, and ambiguous sounds echoed in the bedroom.。