"Will you still love me?" Yang Cheng took Xu Yu's hand, and his delicate white hands looked even brighter in the moonlight.
"No matter what I go through, I will definitely follow your footsteps." Xu Yu said softly, as if Xu Yu was about to die in the next moment.
At the end of the desert, the new moon was shining on the two of them.
"I will not let you down." After saying this, Yang Cheng lowered his head and kissed Xu Yu's forehead.
The strong wind and sand and gravel stopped for the two of them at this moment, and the sound of the Qiang flute came from the distance.
Motto: Love without hesitation