C131 snakehead

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded away.

Su Tong was still quietly hugging Yin Feng, motionless, no one knew what she was thinking.

Had she recognized him completely? Or did she really just use him as a temporary substitute?

Yin Feng lowered his eyes. When the sun and moon alternated, a full moon hung high up in the sky. The people behind him had always been very quiet