Ju Mei said, shall we get married? He didn't shake his head or nod.
Of course he knew that it would not be good to go on like this. A woman's youth is limited. Who can spend another five years with him? But...
He has always had a dream.
Under the waning moon hanging high in the sky, a man with flying long hair looked straight at him with sharp, complex, and bright eyes that were different from ordinary people. There seemed to be fire burning inside, making his heart beat violently.
He wanted to make sense of the dream. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to spend the rest of his life with peace of mind.
After all, who is this person?