It was a long way to see each other again, and the pale smile that seemed to be there no longer existed. She just raised the corners of her mouth, smiling pure and beautiful. It doesn't matter who appears in her past, Jiang Cheng, Xia Xiaotian, or me. We have known for a long time that this person was picked up by the ten-year-old Jiang Cheng who went all the way north to the ice rink. The only way in this world is far away. That's all.