The place I wanted to go to, in the end, was never reached. Li Sihe knew, not just for today, but perhaps for the future, there might never be another chance.
Both of them remained silent all the way back.
The atmosphere was even more deathly still than on the way here.
Li Sihe's face was pale, his driving steady, more cautious than before.
Bian Yue looked out the window, the trees lining the path, heavy with frost and snow, were unrecognizable, the remote farms devoid of even a hint of life.
Bian Yue thought, Li Sihe really left no stone unturned.
In such a place, even if Shen Jinci found her, it would be quite troublesome to take her away.
The snow became heavier in the night, Bian Yue lay in the bedroom dozing off. When Li Sihe entered, he brought warm porridge in his hands.
He placed the porridge in front of Bian Yue, squatted down, an expression of concern on his face, "Even if you're angry with me, there's no need to joke with your health, right?"
