A woman sat on the ground holding a child, her shoulders shaking as she let out muffled sobs.,Holding the woman's hand, he suddenly tightened his grip, feeling the realness of her touch. The faint scent of flowers from her body wafted into his nose, and Zhou Yang's expression became agitated, his body trembling slightly!,She always knew that this man was a swan from the sky, the prince charming in fairytales.。