Time slipped away like sand between the fingers, unnoticed.
Very quickly, a night had passed, and the morning light rose from the eastern horizon, traversing billions of miles of space, awakening the slumbering myriad beings.
A new day had begun.
Ye Han Smoke also awoke from her dreams, her face still brimming with a smile, as she extricated herself from Long Yan's embrace.
"It's morning, thank you!"
Ye Han Smoke said to Long Yan, gratitude evident in her gaze.
"I know you feel wronged, you can tell me, no matter what it costs, I will help you."
Long Yan said, his tone very serious.
"Do you think you don't have enough troubles already?"
Ye Han Smoke said, and then added, "I'm doing well, it's just that past events rekindled some emotions."
As she spoke these words, her heart bled. How she wished she could boldly follow Long Yan and leave this place behind, not caring about anything, not thinking about anything, but she couldn't.
