Cheng Mo sat in front of song Yan's graveyard for a long time. Most of the time, he was talking to himself. Jian an watched silently, watching the elegant and handsome man with red eyes, his heart caught.

people call Cheng Mo a wolf in the heart and a dog in the lung, but Jian an knows that for ten years, he is just running away. He can't accept the fact that song Yan died.

Cheng Mo still loves song Yan.

it's dark. Cheng Mo sighs and looks at the picture on the tombstone gently. "Yan Yan, I'll see you another day. I'll go back today."

Chumo stood up, patted...