Lin Chen and Fang Xiaolian spent a night by the lake, throughout the entire night, Lin Chen did not fall asleep.
He stared at the ashes of Mu Tie, already reduced to cinders, and fell into deep thought.
Ultimately, what path should I take for my future?
Is it possible that my life will truly remain like this forever?
Thinking of these matters, Lin Chen's heart still felt somewhat troubled.
When he felt genuinely sad like this, maybe he truly needed to calm his heart properly.
At six in the morning, Fang Xiaolian also woke up.
"Brother Lin Chen, don't you want to rest for a while?" Fang Xiaolian asked with red eyes.
The reason her eyes were so red was because she cried too much the previous night. Fang Xiaolian had not been this sad in a long time, and this sadness indeed made her feel extremely difficult.
"No need, I must leave in the morning. Xiaolian, you should go back safely! It's too dangerous here." Lin Chen instructed.
Xiaolian's heart skipped a beat.
