C223 It Was too Late to Regret It

The poppy flowers, a large patch of poppy flowers, look so demonic and beautiful in the night.

In a pavilion between the flowers, two men sat opposite each other. One was leisurely sipping tea while the other was looking at something in front of him. They were separated by a great distance. Leng Muxun really couldn't see clearly. However, it seemed like they were playing chess