Zijin couldn't help but threw himself next to the sedan, opened the curtain, and looked towards the way he had come with tears streaming down his face.
But the winding path is deep and the trees are dense and leafy,
She had already lost sight of the man who shouted her name loudly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mingxuan, my father found me,
I can't be with you anymore, I have to go back.
I can no longer fulfill my three-day promise with you.
Forget me, forget me..."
The bearer walking in front looked stupidly at the tearful Zi Jin.
He asked worriedly: "Little... miss, are you okay?