C86 Chapter 86

Jian Yi lifted his chin slightly. In those narrow, elegant eyes, a look of quiet devotion and stubborn resolve flickered.

Night spilled its dim glow over the winding main street.

A sea of porch lights and storefront signs—warm, steady, and close.

Ling Xiao stood beside him, shielding him from the surging crowd near the wishing bridge.

Among thousands of people