"Yes, a Divine being, perhaps." Cheng Luo smiled and turned to look at the endless desert. Her hand slipped into her pocket, only to freeze in surprise. She pulled out a few chocolates. These were the kind of chocolates Tianmiao had once given her. And they were perfectly intact, not melted at all in this scorching heat!
Cheng Luo remembered the fear and despair when the black soul was about to drive her out of her body, and how Tianmiao appeared and effortlessly saved her. If not for Tianmiao, would she have been trapped in the desert forever, wandering alone without end?
Sister Tianmiao, thank you.
...
Que Qiu stood amidst the ruins with no reaction.
"Que Qiu." Tianmiao's voice rang out.
"?" Que Qiu slowly lifted his head, but his gaze was unfocused.
"Do you know? King Che's temper is much better. If someone disturbed my dreams, it wouldn't be as simple as leaving one person behind." Tianmiao smiled.
"What do you want to say..." Que Qiu asked lifelessly, stunned.
