Pei Qinghan shook his head and smiled, looking up at the sky: "You see, he still cares about you, but what's the point...? "
He absentmindedly touched his chest, thinking of Yun Ya's last keepsake, wishing to keep it as a memento to accompany him through the final journey of life, yet sometime, it was lost...
Yan Family, this generation's most promising descendant, disappeared for a woman, leaving people full of sighs.
And Pei Qinghan, on a drizzly day, walked into the police station alone to confess.
Half a year later, the verdict was out, guilty of intentional murder, illegal possession of firearms, among other severe crimes. Given the circumstances, he received a death sentence, to be executed immediately.
On that day, the sky was transparently blue, and the white clouds were as soft as cotton candy, reminiscent of the day he first met her, running amidst the crowd, filled with danger, inadvertently entangled in her fate...
