C77 The Only One

"Let's go." Di Yuanxiu held Mo Ziyun's hand. He lowered his head, and his black hair covered his face. He didn't know why, but he felt helpless when he saw Di Yuanxiu and Mo Ziyun like this.

I don't know why you're down, or why you're sad.

Di Yuanxiu walked for a long time with his hand in the shade of the trees. No one spoke along the way. Di Yuanxiu didn't want to say anything