Taoweng saw the flowers like a stranger and did not speak. He himself just closed his eyes and leaned on the stone wall behind him and did not speak any more.

for a while, the dark cave fell into silence again.

"Mo'er, Mo'er......" The weak and anxious voice of Jun Changye rings in the cave, and Hua rushes to hold the hand that Jun Changye is looking for in the air.

you hold the flower like a stranger's hand in your arms in the long night, and then it is stable again.

it's just that there is no relaxation between the frowning eyebrows. Taoweng's words of letting them go back...