C54 It Seemed to be a Farewell
By the time he left the Yuu family, it was already 6: 00 in the afternoon, and the sky was gray. Yuu Ziqing looked back at the road he had just walked and put his hand in the pocket of his sheepskin coat. Only the breath that he exhaled was somewhat warm. Her hair was gently fluttering in the breeze. It was the only flow in this still world. The leaves on the Wutong tree had already fallen off
