She let out a long sob, her spiritual power exited the system and returned to reality.
Sure enough, her face was covered in tears, and sitting next to her was Mo Lan, looking at her utterly bewildered.
Ruan Qi: "..."
Once we're back in the country, will Sister Lan take her to see a psychiatrist?
The little girl sighed, exhausted, and pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears away.
Mo Lan next to her couldn't hold back and carefully spoke, "Xiao Qi, you..."
"I'm fine," Ruan Qi shook her head, "I was listening to a radio drama, it was too touching, I couldn't help but cry."
So that was the reason.
Mo Lan let out a sigh of relief, but sitting in front, Wei Jiaming heard their conversation and turned around with a thermos cup in hand.
"Xiao Qi, what's the name of the radio drama you're listening to? I want to listen too."
"...Oh," Ruan Qi paused and slowly replied, "It's called 'The Daily Life of a Single Old Man'."
Wei Jiaming: "?????"
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