At the same time, South Border.
Nan Xin hung up the phone, her eyes slightly moist.
She lowered her head and chuckled softly, sighing repeatedly with melancholy and helplessness.
A few minutes later, Nan Xin returned to her room and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
She lay in the bathtub, reminiscing about how she was once saved by Li San and reflecting on the bits and pieces over the years.
Li Cheng, this man, almost runs through all her lifelines.
He taught her to grow up, taught her martial arts, taught her how to settle down on the border.
Nan Xin felt that she had given herself to him and had reciprocated enough.
Maybe leaving is the last resort, but she really doesn't want to wait anymore.
A man who can take or leave love, expecting him to have a realization is probably as hard as climbing to the sky.
After bathing, Nan Xin wrapped herself in a towel and walked back to the bedroom.
However, the moment she opened the door, she keenly sensed a strange scent.
