Beijing's winter, the dawn breaks very late.
When Lu Ran and his companions got up early to catch the plane, it was cold and dark, the wind was howling, and the streets were desolate and empty.
This bleak scene exactly matched the melancholy emotions of parting.
These emotions accompanied them all the way to Yeyu City in Cainan Province.
In the airport arrival hall, the three encountered Deng Yuxiang and others who had come to pick them up.
"Brother Lu!"
"Class monitor Jiang." Deng Yutang and Bai Manni greeted one after another.
But it could be seen that everyone's emotions were a bit off, all pretending and concealing.
"What's wrong, Deng? Your eyes are red?" Lu Ran smiled at Deng Yutang.
"No, no." Deng Yutang hurriedly shook his head and stepped forward to take Lu Ran's suitcase.
"Mr. Deng, let me." Wen Yang, an Immortal Sheep Believer nearby, hurriedly said, taking the lead.
Lu Ran suddenly felt someone was calling him in the depths of his mind.
