years he was sick.Gifts sent across the ocean are always extra thoughtful.This time I don't know what it is.Fu Yan sat cross-legged on the carpet, using a utility knife to cut open a cardboard box. I...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room.ken into the car. The door closed, and warm air hit her face.Fu Yan moved to the corner of the carriage and sat down. The faint woody scent, unique to men, lingered around her nose. She remained silen...