Chu Yanshen plays the steering wheel, and he returns. When he sees Yan Ruoxue crouching on the ground crying, he rushes over.

"cry for what, say like snow, you have a little backbone."

"he didn't come Did he come... "

"don't wait until you get there. He's not worth it."

"Yan Shen, I feel so miserable. My heart aches so much. It's like being pricked by a needle. It's full of holes."

"no matter how hard it is, the body is its own." Chu Yan stretched out his long arm. He picked up Yan Ruoxue and strode toward the side of the car. "He is as cold as a ghost....