C386 I'll Never Forget Who I Want

It had been four years since they last saw Mo Jianling. Cheng Qingyao could only describe it with the word "shock." Four years seemed like forty years to him. His greyish white hair all turned white, and each strand of silver hair was as dazzling as snow. He had become thin and old, and every step he took was so slow that it seemed as if he was lifting and putting it down with great difficulty