Forget About Goodbye

"Dare you leave me? Try it!" Yin Yang faced Liu Zixuan for the third time. His expression and tone were the same as four years ago. He stood upright with his hands in his trouser pockets. He never lowered his head to look at Liu Zixuan after growing taller. After only three things, Liu Zixuan, who already needed to look up at Yin Yang, lowered her head in defeat and clenched her fists in her heart. "Dake, I'm tired." "Zimu?" Torture has become a habit, it is best not to see each other.