"Hey! Scared you!"
The young girl jumped out again.
She sprang from the corner of the mountain cave.
Hooking her feet and waving her hands, she leapt into the Eyes of the Great Path, then squinted her crescent eyes and kept smiling, smiling...
Orange sundown illuminated the dim world of the mountain cave, revealing ravines and scars, Ai Cangsheng's heartstrings rippled again.
This long-lost cheerful greeting sounded like a sharp arrow, which needed no effort to pierce through Lord Cang Sheng's psychological defenses.
Ai Cangsheng sat in the Southern Region.
Seated imposingly on the wheelchair made of osmanthus wood.
As he looked, half of what he saw in the Eyes of the Great Path were today's continental rules, the other half was the girl from the past in the mountain cave.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhong Yuanzi, wrapped in a yellow striped headscarf, noticed Ai Cangsheng's gaze had become sticky, and he spoke up, suppressing his discomfort.
There was a change!
