The gray sky had not a hint of sunlight, and the winter wind that poured in was bitingly cold.
In the vast emptiness of the land and sky, Du Mingyu's face looked gloomy and sad.
His throat tightened, glancing inside as if he wanted to say something, but after hemming and hawing for quite a while, only four words remained.
"I came to see."
See what?
His voice was too soft.
But his emotions were almost overflowing.
Wan Chunlan looked around, her neck stiffened, and her laugh was a bit piercing.
"You came to take me home, right?"
Du Mingyu hummed in response, with downcast eyelids, "Let's go."
Wan Chunlan crisply agreed and turned back to bid farewell to Chi Yue. To Chi Yue, that gesture seemed somewhat affected, almost as if it were staged for Chi Yan to see, or as if announcing some kind of sovereignty.
Chi Yue darkened her face in silence, not expecting Chi Yan to suddenly rush over.
"Mingyu?! Du Mingyu!"
She called out loudly.
