C712 He Had Left and Would Never Come Again

"Chuan, let's go..."

The soft voice made his shoulder feel a bit of pain, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

She looked at Jun Wuyao and couldn't help but cry.

"Chuan, he left..."

"Speak softly..." Jun Wuyao felt both anger and heartache when he saw her like that.

"Yan, Chuan won't come."

From the moment she saw the end of the painting, she knew that Chuan would not come