He could not return to Qingguo, nor could he see him again. This forbidden love, even after many years, was still a scar in his heart. He could not think about it, touch it, or even get close to it.

In the past twenty years, he had long forgotten his face until it was blurry. However, lying in Qin Hong's gentle arms, all he could think of when he closed his eyes was his rosy cheeks and slightly curled lips that day, as well as his stuffed

The lantern in his hand...
Chapter completed!