Han Lin felt that he was a disaster that had killed his parents, benefactors, and friends. Only when he is in front of him will he feel that there are still people in this world who will not abandon him.
"Come with me." Han Lin lowered his eyes, even if he already knew his answer, he was still willing to try. "If you rely on me once, I won't care about the grudges in this world anymore." Mo Lan smiled, "By the way, I haven't been back to Chanyuan for a long time, let's go for a walk." "... When?" "How about now?" "Okay, it's all up to you."