The old door creaked open, and the first thing you saw was Erling lying on the floor, playing with a broken plastic train.,But Jiang Zhihao had never resented Zhong Jiawei, because Zhong Jiawei also died in the fire.,"Roast duck, you've always wanted to eat it, haven't you" Zhong Jiawei forced a smile onto her face, though it seemed rather strained.。