C1604 The Pitiful Mandarin Duck

On the vast expanse of land, the autumn wind blew through layers of fallen leaves. A boy and a girl walked on the long winding road, leaving a trail of crooked footprints in a place that no one had ever been.

The footprints were deep, as if they had been stomped on.

Then, Xu Zhe's feet got wet. The cold stream instantly filled up Xu Zhe's shoes