"Little Fox!" Ye Wu sighed, "Don't you feel that everyone's lives have been too hard?"
Hu Jiuling was even more puzzled.
In the past, they really had it tough, but after Ye Wu changed, these days had been quite comfortable.
Anyway, he was already satisfied.
"It's not about that." A trace of worry appeared in Ye Wu's eyes, "I don't know about you and Mo Ye, but whether it's Fire Nether, Qingxuan, or Xiao Heng, they all carry too much heavy past. These pasts are like stones, constantly weighing them down, preventing them from breaking free."
This was indeed true.
Hu Jiuling couldn't help but nod, and he couldn't help but say with a heavy heart, "Luckily... luckily I lost my memory..."
As long as he remained amnesiac, he could always be a happy Little Fox.
Ye Wu: "..."
Hu Jiuling's carefree attitude truly exceeded her imagination.
