C1142

"Qingchuan, do you really want to be alone for the rest of your life?"

A trace of sadness flashed across Helan Xi's warm eyes. The joints of his hands that held the steering wheel became more and more distinct.

"Young master, it's good to be alone."

Fang Qingchuan looked ahead and said softly.

"…"

Helan Xi didn't say anything else, but his gaze tensed up slightly