Three years ago
"Ye Qing, get out of here!"
Ye Qing was lying on the tree with a book, squinting at the young man under the tree who was covering his butt, blushing and shouting at him, and laughed unexpectedly. A few unknown petals fell from the tree, across his cheek, and landed on the young man's shoulder under the tree.
This scene was deeply imprinted in Rong Yuan's heart.
Three years later
"Chu is paralyzed, will you die if you say anything?!" Rong Yuan struggled a few times, but failed to break free of the rope. "You can at least take off this piece of cloth from your eyes."
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Ye Qing was wearing a black robe and watched the red figure walking further and further away. He was leaning on the tree trunk next to him, as if his strength had been drained away, and he was so fragile that he was vulnerable.