By the Liusu Lake outside Jianan City, Jin Yuyao opened his arms, like embracing the wind blowing from the north, squinting at the beautiful eyes, greedily sucking the air with the fragrance of grass, as if to blend himself into the world.

Danxuan looked at Jin Yuyao's side face. The girl's eyes were beautiful. Her long eyelashes seemed to flutter in the wind, and the wind blew the silk hair on her forehead. At this moment, it seemed that her years were quiet.

Half a while later, Jin Yuyao finally took a deep breath, which slowly opened his eyes, just to see Danxuan looking straight at me, his face suddenly...