He called Crimson Shadow, standing by the sea, feeling the cold wind. The sea breeze was a bit chilly, sweeping past his eyes, carrying away cool tears, but surprisingly it felt somewhat comforting.
Looking around, everything was dark, and he couldn't see the road signs clearly.
This was a strange city for him, so unfamiliar that apart from Ling Yin, he had no friends, and didn't even know his current location!
The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below the cliff was fierce, as if trying to break through the cliff and sweep him away. He felt a bit timid and retreated two steps.
In the end, he hung up the unanswered call, lowered his head, looked at the phone screen, swiped to open the location map, took a screenshot, and sent a multimedia message to Crimson Shadow.
Ling Yin emerged from the car, keeping the distance of a car between them, looking at Hua Hua.
His heart ached.
