The deeper they went, the more han yichu felt the aura of this era, and the memories of the past became clearer in her mind.
Such clear memories filled his mind, making him feel as if he had returned to the past.
"Yichu, you're back!"
"Yichu, are you tired today? Have an early rest, don't tire yourself out. "
"Yichu, how nice it would be if we lived in a peaceful era. We could be together forever."
"In times of peace, there are no Flames of War. As long as two people love each other, they can stay together until they grow old."
"Yichu, do you think we'll forget each other if we live again?"
"Yichu, you can't fall in love with anyone else. You can't forget me, or I'll be angry."
Huang qingwu's words suddenly filled han yichu's mind, and those memories came back to her.
He had once promised her many things, but he had failed to keep them.
Han yichu's heart ached.
