Let your world only bloom with the warmth of spring
Editor: Exodus Tales
She looked expressionlessly at the mountains in the distance. Her gaze was far away, but there was a sense of emptiness that she did not know where she belonged to.
There was a sense of loneliness and desolation that was extremely similar to the last touch of bright colors between heaven and earth. It made people want to grasp it tightly.
"What are you thinking about?" A clear voice suddenly rang out behind Yun Xiangxiang.
Soon, the slender figure stood beside her. It was Yan Zhenben, who had his hands in his pockets.
"Miss seems to have become unusually silent after the incident with leader Pang."
"I'm two years younger than you. You don't have to address me like that." Yun Xiangxiang still maintained the posture of looking into the distance.
"Teacher Yun Xiangxiang." Yan Zhenben changed the address.
Yun Xiangxiang did not retort, but she did not say anything either.