C360

On the bench, there were a few leaves floating about, although it was not the late autumn.

Lin Zhaojun sat in the seat she had originally been sitting on, and then, Qingfeng should be sitting across from her, however, it was just a shadow that flashed in front of her eyes, and no one was there.

She brought a jug of wine, poured out two glasses, and sprinkled them on the floor.

Ahead of him