Half an hour later, the two stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery below, and their hearts were touched.
When the magnificent palace came into view, Jiang Mingxin suddenly had the illusion of traveling through time and space.
Recalling his experiences in these two lives, he looked up at the tall figure in front of him. For a moment, he felt complicated and mixed emotions, and his eyes were slightly hot.
Compared with the vast world, they are like mayflies, as if they will be swallowed up by the world at any time.
Suddenly, a hand reached out in front of her and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Although I know what you've been through, I still feel like you're still harboring a lot of worries. You're too calm and composed for someone your age. It's so wonderful now, full of energy and vitality."
Jiang Mingxin reached out and grasped his hand, his expression more serious than ever before. "Aren't you curious? What other secrets do I have..."
Xing Haodong was stunned for a moment. In the past, he really wanted to know, but now he felt that it didn’t matter whether he knew it or not.
"If you're willing to talk, I'm all ears. But if it's some bad memory, forget it."
He held Jiang Mingxin's hand tightly. The higher he stood and the farther he saw, the more he understood the preciousness of the present moment.
As long as every moment they spend together is happy, that's enough.
Jiang Mingxin looked back at him. The fear of seeing blood and flesh flying everywhere and no remains left had long since left her. Now she was at peace every minute and every second, not panicked or afraid.
I took a deep breath, and the fragrance of the flowers, plants and trees on Xiangshan Mountain flowed into my lungs through my nostrils.
She looked towards the brilliant morning light, her voice steady and firm: "There's still a long way to go. I want to see how far I can go with you."
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