The Dandelion Pact

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Huang Fei looked at Mu Ziping, who had been silent beside him, and suddenly teased her with a line from a movie:

"If you had only one minute left to live, what would you do?"

For some reason, Mu Ziping furrowed her brow at his words and gripped her white cane tighter and tighter. Her eyes had no focus, and for the first time, her expression held a trace of sadness.

"I'd open my eyes and take a good look at this world, to see... what it really looks like..."

The city at night looked completely different from the daytime, as if it had appeared out of thin air. Every street and building seemed utterly unfamiliar...

Under the neon lights and in the still of the night, Huang Fei slowly rode his lightweight White Steed Wing.

Mu Ziping seemed sleepy. She leaned tightly against his back, then suddenly closed her eyes. A teardrop, as large as a bean, rolled down from between her lashes.

Perhaps it was the lights along the road, but it seemed to sparkle and glow...