Zhou Zhi nodded. "That's right. Little Kuo is innocent. I won't argue with him."
He would not argue with the family Su Xiaolu cared about because they would leave eventually. In the end, only he would be with her.
"Thank you, Fourth Brother."
Su Xiaolu looked at Zhou Zhi. She actually had many questions, but in the end, she did not ask.
With Zhou Zhi around, the journey back was still quiet.
There was nothing else. When they returned to the academy, their lives were as calm as water.
Su Xiaolu was engrossed in class and studying.
Unknowingly, it was winter.
Su Xiaolu watched the snow fall in a daze. She looked at the snow quietly and was filled with emotions. Her two Masters had passed away for a few months.
Her eldest brother, second brother, and third sister had all begun their own travels and would send letters to her from time to time.
Su Xiaolu received them, but she did not read them carefully.
