Escape

Trembling with fear, Qin Wushuang had already floated to the cave entrance with the speed of lightning. He fixed his gaze to look to the outside and saw a girl in bare feet dressed in all white frowning slightly. It was as though she carried a matter that was gnawing at her consciousness. Despite her marvelous look, she revealed an expression carrying the pangs of illness.

Inwardly, Qin Wushuang felt a pain inside his stomach. It was her, it was truly her!

When they exchanged gazes, exactly like it happened a few years ago, the gaze of Shui Ruolan still appeared to be pure and glittering. Only, in between her brows, there was less peace and content like she used to have in the past. Instead, there were traces of grief and tiredness.

This was the reason for Qin Wushuang's feeling of pain.

Thinking back, this Shui Ruolan was carefree and without worries. Even when she talked about her grandfather's death, her tone had sounded quiet and natural.