Yifeng drove her car and looked everywhere in the city for clear foam. Where on earth would she go?

Perhaps in Yifeng's heart, it is not where the clear foam will go, but what he fears more is what will happen in the clear foam.

After all this time, he thought, he felt his heart was broken bit by bit, but he also had no way to face her.

A long time later, Yi Feng saw a familiar figure by the river. He stopped his car and ran to her immediately, holding her in his arms.

Yu Qingmo did not refuse, her cold heart may have a little warmth at...