The dazzling light made her squint and avoid the light. Lu Yihan opened the roof of the car, and the dazzling light shone through the top, sparkling like a sacred aura in the dream, falling on her body. Su Qianci suddenly felt a little lost. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, a beautiful silver bird flew over the top of them. The sparkles were scattered, making everything a dream.
Lu Yihan saw this, got out of the car, went to the side of the co-pilot, helped Su Qianci open the door, and reached out a hand, "Qianqian, someone is waiting for you."
Or, waiting for them. He was waiting for Lu Yihan to take her to him. As a knight. There were complicated emotions in Lu Yihan's deep eyes. The sorrow that was hidden deeply inside them had deposited for thousands of years, no longer shown.
