Crystalline droplets spilled from the corner of her tiny mouth. After she finished drinking, she wiped her mouth with her hand and became intensely curious about Yang Yi.
However, when it came to this question, Xuan Xiaobei shook her head as well, equally puzzled, "Sister Qing, I'm actually curious about this too, but only Big Brother must know."
"I see," Qing pursed her lips, realizing in her heart that an adult wouldn't share everything with a child.
From a distance, Yang Yi, hearing this conversation, felt his cold heart shudder again, unaware of any regrets he might have.
Having come here, Yang Yi simply walked and walked, then stumbled upon the little girl. What regrets could he possibly have?
In this vast and desolate desert, what could there be for him to regret?
Yang Yi was about to walk away but was stopped by Qing's call, her voice sweet, like music from heaven.