In silence, Gu Yunxi and Lu Qiange finished the breakfast and parted ways.
Watching the girl disappearing on the road, Lu Qiange's purple eyes blinked in confusion as an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.
Was her name Tu Muxue?
But when she called him, her tone was somewhat similar to that of Yunxi.
He must miss Yunxi so much that he hallucinated.
The feeling of loss was like a sour jujube fruit on his tongue. He could not swallow it, and thus his mouth was full of bitterness, chilling his heart.
Sighing and shaking his head, Lu Qiange turned around, ready to take a walk.
Within two steps, he was surrounded by some Eastern Depot guards who forced him into a narrow alley on the right.
It was quiet in the long and narrow space that sunlight could not reach. The dimness distorte
