C69 Enteroclonus

"Duanchangren is on the horizon …"

Duanchangren, wasn't he the Duanchangren who had nowhere to return to?

Wenwanqing sighed. She raised her hand to tear the painting, but in the end, she could not.

"When it's dried, frame it and put it away." Then, the Wenwanqing sat down under a withered tree in the courtyard and waited quietly.

When Xuanlian returned, she had someone pass a message to her