C245 Ann's september suitor

Feng Cheng stayed for a while more before he left. An Jiuyue watched his back, a pained look on his face.

A few days later, when Feng Cheng saw his at a somewhat remote intersection, she was walking along the street by himself. His footsteps were very slow, as if he had something on his mind. Looking at her frail back, Feng Cheng knew that she had suffered quite a bit in the past five years