C424 Meet Me at Seven O'clock

The hands on the clock were moving in the direction of seven o'clock, calling the evening out.

At this moment, Gu Zichen was still sitting in the warm water, enjoying a rare moment of leisure. The wounds on his body had not completely healed, so from time to time, blood would flow out.

He carefully recalled Xia Anran's appearance, but it was still a blur