Seeing the love of his life, Xie Xuan doesn't know himself. The depression in Xie Xuan's heart can be imagined. If they don't go through the ordeal of life and death with Xiao Qing, share the joys and sorrows, and help each other, then they are only strangers. Without experience and memory support, there will be no love. Xie Xuan actually realized this, but suddenly appeared in front of him It's still hard for him to accept.

"Xiao Qing, I've sent everything to you. Take care of yourself. I'll meet you when I'm destined. If I'm not destined Then be a stranger for life. " Xie Xuan sighed and suddenly...