Xia Muyang looked at the man in his arms, and his body trembled slightly. He said softly, "Shallow, is it you?"

His voice was calm, but not as gentle as it used to be, with a touch of toughness and domineering.

"It's me, it's me, Muyang brother... I thought... I'll never see you again..." Say, then weep.

These days, only in her dream can Su Shaanshao see the gentle and elegant summer Muyang, only in her dream can she call out a "Muyang elder brother" steadfastly.

Xia Muyang gently patted Su Shallow on the back and said, "Silly girl, don't cry, I'm not back!"

Su Shallow's body kept trembling, tears...