Yan Sichen leaned against the wall and bent his back slightly, as if he couldn't bear the weight.
He almost couldn't stand still. The scenes in front of him were of the woman crying in despair.
That face had lost all its luster in front of him, and no longer had that pure and warm smile.
In the end, it turned gray.
Nian lie said, " think about it carefully. then, he walked past him.
His memory and reality were mixed together.
His heart ached so much that there was no color on his face. He clutched his heart, his eyes moist.
He said word by word, "
"She won't be happy if we keep it from her like this."
The man who was about to get into the car paused and replied in a low and light voice, "
"At least, it's better than knowing."
Then, he entered the carriage.
He left in a cloud of dust.
The man, who was left alone in the same place, lowered his eyebrows and his fierce struggle was obvious on his face.
