"Ruoxue, I think we should go back to discuss a solution first, and then..."

"don't worry, maybe things are not as bad as we think."

in spite of Ye Xiaoqian's dissuasion, Yan Ruoxue pushed open the door and walked towards the square. There was a cold wind in front of her, which made her shiver.

I haven't returned to China for several years. In these years, Ruoxue tries not to think about City C, not about what happened here, every bit of it. Because there is love and pain.

so, don't think, don't think, this is the most beautiful comfort and tranquility.

I thought she would not come back to...