"You really..." Wu Jiang pursed her lower lip and said with difficulty, "Just leave like this?"
"Yes, I have to go." Zi Ming stood up.
Wu Jiang would not leave him alone: "Then, let me play a song as a farewell!"
"Okay." He responded lightly, but didn't sit down.
Wu Jiang took the guqin, placed it on his knees, and raised his beautiful face: "You don't have to wait for me to finish playing."
Sure enough, Zi Ming turned around and walked outside the pavilion before Wu Jiang finished tuning. Before the song was finished, he was already at the riverside: "Goodbye, Jiang." He jumped into the boat.
Maybe we'll never see each other again. When Zi Di turned his head, he was dressed in crimson clothes and hidden in the greenery.
Wu Jiang finished playing a song and stood up: "It's better to leave."
He never promised anything to him.
"How can such a move make people give up and kill my son?"