Gu Nanjiu's hand raised slightly, as if trying to touch her face.
Just as it lifted a bit, it fell back to the ground.
He didn't even have the strength for that...
Forget it.
The man looked at her, his dark pupils reflecting her panicked face, the corners of his lips tugging into a pale smile: "Nuannuan..."
His hoarse voice, soft and small, entwined with deep reluctance and longing.
"Don't be afraid anymore, Teacher Gu is really not coming back this time."
...
The autumn wind swept through, the rippling waves blew the fallen dry leaves into the mud, permanently decaying, yet nourishing the land, soon to welcome a new spring equinox.
But some people.
Will forever lie dormant in this land, never to awaken.
...
Gu Chu put away the firearm, walking along the road, preparing to rendezvous with the observer.
"Beep beep, beep beep—" Her communication device suddenly rang out.
The contact was Fu Jingsheng.
Gu Chu answered: "What's wrong?"
