Fang Qingyue walked in front with steady steps. Although she felt tired, she still maintained her usual composure.

This disaster was caused by Li Chengfeng, but she knew better that things were not over yet, and Shen Yuhan's existence was always a sword hanging over her head.

After returning to the yard, Fang Qingyue walked into the house, closed the door, leaned against the door panel and let out a long breath.

She raised her injured wrist and looked at the red, swollen and purple area, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

"An unexpected disaster..."

Fang Qingyue whispered to herself, feeling helpless.

She clearly just wanted to live a peaceful life, but accidents always happened one after another.

She must be more careful and not let Shen Yuhan notice her presence.

Li Chengfeng stood outside at the gate for a long time, his brows furrowed, his heart full of confusion.

He wanted to do more for Fang Qingyue and wanted to protect her, but her refusal made it impossible for him to do so.

He sighed softly and finally turned and left.

"It's better to keep your distance..."

The moonlight reflected on the stone road, and Li Chengfeng's shadow was very long.

He walked very slowly, as if he couldn't even muster the energy to walk.

The surroundings were silent and quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the occasional chirping of insects, making the night seem even darker.

He slowly returned to the barracks, but he was not sleepy at all.

In the military camp at night, the soldiers have fallen asleep, and only a few guards are patrolling.

The flickering firelight illuminated the outlines of the tents and the camp, making it look lonely and deserted.

Li Chengfeng stood outside the tent, looking up at the dark night sky, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

Fang Qingyue's rejection broke his heart, but he couldn't feel any resentment towards her.

He understood her concerns and the kind of life she wanted, but because of this, he felt even more powerless.