Ahead.
I don't even know if it's the direction of Shanghai.
Qi Lingfeng fell from such a high cliff...
She pursed her lips.
All that filled her mind was that scene.
Qi Lingfeng, indeed, would not be a good person even in the moment of his death.
Suddenly, someone walked past behind her and stood at her side.
Qiao Xiguan turned her head, watching Gu Zichen appear, dressed in a white shirt. The breeze blew, making his garment flutter gently; he seemed distant yet at the same time, within reach.
Gu Zichen always had that kind of presence; he never seemed particularly imposing, yet one could not simply ignore him.
"How did you come up here?"
"Came to keep you company," Gu Zichen said.
"Oh," Qiao Xiguan nodded, gazing into the horizon following his gaze.
The two of them were silent, with the breeze continuously striking their bodies.
It felt like a long time since she had seen Gu Zichen, like it had been ages since she and Gu Zichen had been alone together.
