The Survivor Part 2: The Legend of the Treacherous Minister Su Qin!

Time flies. It's been almost a year since she left. She found a job nearby as a highway patrolman, which is similar to a security guard job. Many friends think that it's a waste of talent for a retired mercenary to do this job.

But I still chose this job, because it's the closest to her. Every day I spend half an hour at the place where we parted ways, reminiscing about the place and missing her.

In the end, I still couldn't let her go. This place is called Changjiangling, nestled against the mountains and overlooking the water. Green hills and clear waters are not far away. In this season, dandelions bloom all around, and when the breeze blows, the fluff flies everywhere.

I vaguely remember her saying that she liked the freedom of dandelions and their pure white plumage. Every time she passed by this place, she would stop the car and look into the distance through the car window, often hoping that she would miraculously see herself standing there in the sea of ​​dandelions, gazing at them.

He chuckled to himself, realizing he was about to get busy again. He started the car, put it in reverse, and turned it 60 degrees. "Squeak... hiss..." The wheels screeched against the ground as the car sped towards the Changjiangwan section of the road.