The wind that looked forward quietly blew across Yinlan's shoulders, seemingly caressing them lightly. Wansi's tenderness is to fulfill the contract in the previous life. You are my person.
On the other side of her, she was dressed in Luo Yi, and he was standing on the other side, in Tsing Yi. There is a small stream in the middle. But it seems like thousands of miles apart. The cold air after the hug, the satisfied person is waiting for annihilation