"Go ahead. Those who need to wash their faces, go ahead. Those who need to clean up, go on. We have to hurry, or we'll be late."
Ye Jian smiled. The sorrowful and solemn atmosphere was instantly shattered when she smiled. The attentive Song Zhiqiu noticed that when Ye Jian mentioned leaving, she had waved goodbye. It was a small gesture. If one didn't look carefully, one would think that she was just waving casually.
However, he was certain that she was indeed saying goodbye.
The smile on her face changed too. It was as bright as the moonlight that was gradually revealed in the night clouds. It was clear and bright, as if it was lighting up the darkness. It cast a light in the darkest corner that could allow people to avoid the darkness. It wasn't bright, but it was enough to let people know that it was dark ahead and they needed to be careful.
