Liluo followed Ji Weiyang unhurriedly. Looking at Ji Weiyang's back, Liluo was a little dumbfounded. Ji Weiyang had grown taller. He no longer nodded his feet and looked at himself like he did when he was a child. His appearance became more and more pure and pure, except for the clothes on his body. His temperament was still reticent and cold. Ji Weiyang turned slightly to the side, his clothes were fluttering, and his eyes were slightly sad, like a descended immortal, and his every smile touched Li Luo's heart that had been sealed for 20 years.