Nangong Yan watched the setting sun.
Ouyang Yue approached her, knowing that Nangong Yan had fallen in love. She was worried that after Ye Chen destroyed the ring, he would leave, and of course, there was some reluctance to let go.
"Girl, what foolish things are you thinking about?" she asked knowingly.
"I don't even know what's wrong, I just feel so empty," Nangong Yan sighed.
"What's there to feel empty about? If something's bothering you, tell me, and I'll help you analyze it." Ouyang Yue had been depressed for a long time since Si Nanyu left, and it wasn't until she recently obtained the Sacred Spirit Stone that she felt somewhat better.
"I know you can guess that I might really have taken a liking to that guy. I've been dreaming about him lately, dreaming that he heartlessly leaves and then disappears forever."
"Then just turn the raw rice into cooked rice," Ouyang Yue joked.
