C123 Farewell

Han Shizhou's gaze did not stay on Young Master Nangong for long. He looked through the oil-paper umbrella at the dark and gloomy horizon. The corners of his eyes were slightly sore. He then lightly blinked his eyes.

Weng Xinyun stared absentmindedly at Han Sizhou. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she saw that Han Shizhou's current expression was one of endless sadness