C88 A lifetime's promise

"Didn't you leave?"

Inside the carriage, the incense burner was filled with smoke, and the furry carpet was full of warmth. Bai Zhixi held the silk handkerchief in both hands and lowered his head, his tone carrying a sense of loneliness.

After a while, without even hearing Jun Mohan's reply, he slowly raised his head and saw Jun Mohan leaning on the carriage, dozing off