Lips trembled and fell on his lips.

Zeye, this farewell may be a lifetime?

When she opened the locked drawer, a painting suddenly appeared in front of her.

It is an oil painting by Sikong Zeye.

Bai Yunshang raised her lips, she actually kept this oil painting here...[

Kneading it hard with her fingers, the oil painting was shattered into pieces in her hand, along with all her thoughts about Sikong Zeye.

Mo Liuyuan next door fumbled for the door and asked, "Have you packed it up?"

Bai Yunshang casually threw the oil painting into the wastebasket: "It's almost done. Do you have anything important to take away? I'll help you."

Vaguely, Sikong Zeye kept hearing the sound of footsteps walking around his ears.

At first, he thought it was a dream of his.

I dreamed that Bai Yunshang lowered her head and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips.

Until Mo Liuyuan's voice also appeared, an alarm sounded in his brain.

There is a voice calling deep in my heart.

Tell him that the most important thing about him is passing away, and if he doesn't wake up, he will lose it forever.

His eyelashes struggled with difficulty, and he slightly opened a gap. He saw Bai Yunshang pull up the suitcase and put it on the ground.

A servant came in and took away a few luggage bags first.

"Liu Yuan," Bai Yunshang turned her face sideways as she spoke to a handsome man, "Where are you hiding, kid?"

The soft light of the house hit her face.

She has warm and drooping eyelashes and a straight nose.

That vague side overlapped with what had always existed in Sikong Zeye’s dreams...

He wanted to reach out his hand, just like trying to catch that figure in his dreams thousands of times.

But she was standing next to another man.
Chapter completed!