Under the moonlight, a man and a woman holding a bunch of old things slowly walked through the dilapidated town. The night breeze gently blew, scattering some of the overwhelming feelings in Gu Ningyue's heart.
By the moonlight, Gu Ningyue looked at Ling Tianyou's shirt, which was already stained, and said leisurely, "I'm sorry! I put you through the trouble of coming to such a distant place today."
Ling Tianyou smiled faintly, "It's okay, getting to know your past is quite good."
Most importantly, the girl beside him was finally willing to open her heart and reveal the softest part of her soul to him, which was very good.
This was the first time the two truly understood each other.
Or rather, it was Ling Tianyou's unilateral understanding of her.
"So... do you believe what I said before now?" Gu Ningyue asked leisurely as she walked.
