West Gu naturally lost the game, but she was not upset. The fleeting figure had captivated her whole heart, but there were too many fates in life that only lasted a moment. After a sudden glance, they might be separated. West Gu couldn't remember what the man was wearing or what horse he was riding. It wasn't because his memory was bad, but because it was so beautiful that his memory was only hazy. Such a vague figure made her heart skip a beat, and she only hoped that God would allow her to meet him again.
But God is a master of humor.