According to legend, only the voice of a person who is dying will be thousands of miles away and reach the ears of his dearest person...

A gust of wind blew, and she burst into tears.

"Fangfei..."

She ran out.

The steps have never been so fast and staggered. It is like a kind of forgiveness for sins. For many years, in the heart, there has been a need for atonement and repayment...

She forgot where she was. She didn't even care about it would attract anyone's attention - she even forgot to keep a low profile - she didn't even care whether she would encounter a gangster boss and be human.

He just shouted desperately, "Where is that person?"

“Hong…Hong…”

"Hong...is it you? Is it you? Where are you?...Where are you?..."

“Hong…”

Ye Feng spread her voice far and far away.

With infinite anxiety and sorrow... it is like an accidental meeting. It is like a lost in the vast sea of ​​people. When you look back, you will never meet at the right time.

"Hong...you come out...you come out...I know it's you...Hong..."

The wind blew her voice far and far away. On the Luoyang Bridge, the pine waves in the forest were all so shrill and cold. The night wind was not summer after all, so cold that invaded the bone marrow.

It echoed in the forest for too long that when he opened his eyes in a daze, he seemed to hear something, and he reluctantly opened his eyes and listened carefully.

Suddenly, there was a burst of ecstasy. It was like an incredible dream. Is that true?

"Fangfei...Fangfei..."
Chapter completed!