Mo Clan (I)

The sky had turned slightly bright.

After the storm, the air became exceptionally fresh, as if all the accumulated dirt had been washed away overnight.

The wooden house was no longer dark. A little light shone in from the window, and they could see each other clearly.

At this moment, Mo Yanfei turned to look at the face of the young man.

The things that had happened in the past surged into her mind. There was regret, nostalgia, and an inexplicable trace of jealousy.

In the end, she could only comfort herself in her heart. Who would be willing to die if they could live happily? She had only made the choice that most people would make.

She had to look forward. After a night of madness, a brand new life was beckoning to her.

"It's time," Mo Yanfei said softly after putting her thoughts in order.

She was following Chen Yiming's instructions to wake him up before dawn.

"Got it," Chen Yiming replied.