Jianghu (21)(1)

Get my wish?

Why did it have to be these words?

It was as if there was something he had to do ... It was heavy for no reason.

Ji qinglin's eyes paused for a moment. His gaze lingered on the four words for a long time. There was a complicated look in his eyes, and he couldn't put into words. It was different from how he usually acted.

"Get what you want?"

The young man's eyes looked far away.

He seemed to have thought of something, a memory that was deeply buried in the depths of his memory.

Ji qinglin smiled. what kind of wish is that? girl, don't you have any specific wishes? "

Fu Shang replied indifferently.

I got what I wanted, but how many people in this world can get what I want? how many people look back and have countless regrets in their lives? that's enough ... Really, that's enough."