Ning Qing walked for a few minutes and stopped by the riverbank.
Gu nanzhi came to her side and looked around for a long time. what are we playing? "
Ning Qing's gaze slowly shifted into the distance.
In the misty night, there was a faint mist on the river, and the high Bridge was dusky, as if it had been left there for a long time.
Gu nanzhi's light blue eyes narrowed.
Ning Qing raised her hand and pointed at the bridge. do you see that bridge? "
Gu nanzhi did not understand what he meant, but she still nodded. I saw him. What's wrong? "
Ning Qing took a deep breath. Perhaps it was because she was not clear-headed after the car race, or perhaps it was because her body had suddenly relaxed after being tense, but now she had the desire to talk.
"Three years ago," she said,"I jumped down from there."
Gu nanzhi's pupils contracted and she was stunned!
Ning Qing lowered her hand, her fingertips gently touching the soft fabric.
