"The people in the war were plunged into misery and suffering. It's very difficult to determine the final outcome of any war." Yan Ye's gaze no longer landed on Beiting Huang. Instead, he looked through the window and into the distant sky. The blue sky was as clear as water, and there were a few white clouds in the sky. He seemed to have seen every war he had fought many years ago.
At that time, he clearly knew that war was cruel and bloody. Every war was filled with rivers of blood and bones. However, he fell in love at first sight. From then on, his feelings were difficult to dispel. He yearned for her even in his dreams.
"Ye!" Seeing that Yan Ye's thoughts were far away, Beiting Huang couldn't help but throw a tantrum. "If you don't want to tell me, I'll go find someone else!"
