Wen Xiang's mind was turbulent, and he was confused as he carried his long legs to continue walking on the narrow path.
The last thing Thomas said to him was how he needed to return to Xue Tian's side, and that man left him even if he didn't give any verbal reply. Wen Xiang didn't even know where Thomas was going to go, but he didn't have time to think about that.
He didn't know where he was going after Thomas left him, and he could only follow his heart as he weakly carried his feet across the street.
His black backpack was still hanging from his back, and even if it didn't look heavy, it seemed that Wen Xiang's legs were very heavy as he carried them across the street.
And his long legs only stopped swinging when he arrived in front of a familiar place. His pair of brown eyes even blinked in confusion when he realized he had arrived at the place, but then he sighed when he realized that was how his heart was trying to direct him.
