Su Qingcheng also covered her mouth with her hand, tears having long since dampened her lapel.
By the time Ning Fan had stopped, his face had become extremely aged, his full head of black hair had completely turned white.
Only those deep black eyes still sparkled with a breathtaking light.
In order not to let Xu Yourong discover her abnormality, Su Qingcheng had already left the wooden cabin boat.
Alone together in a room, the atmosphere gradually became somewhat ambiguous.
"Ning Fan, I never thought time could pass so quickly, we have already experienced so much together…" Xu Yourong said softly, her face tinged with red.
Ning Fan nodded slightly, his eyes also reflecting a hint of reminiscence.
"Yes, thinking about it now, those things feel as if they only happened yesterday."
"We have not only the past but also the future; we are still young and have plenty of time."
In his eyes, as he looked at Xu Yourong, there was only tenderness.
