C57 Let the Child out

Tang Yanran's face was as calm as the lake water. There were no waves, no injuries, and no anger. Grief was more important than death. This was exactly what she was talking about.

"Because we were once best friends." She said indifferently.

These words made Yang Wanrong slightly startled.

"I still remember one time when I was swimming in the desolate wilderness with you