"Is there really no turning back now?" Jiang Shu heard Xiao Yi say this and his eyes darkened slightly.
Right, that was Liu Tingruo, after all. Were the decisions she made really that easy to change?
Moreover, this matter was about his future self.
Admittedly, he too was Jiang Shu, but as a "person," he and "the future Jiang Shu" were twenty years apart in memories. In a certain sense, in Liu Tingruo's heart at this moment, he was simply not "Jiang Shu."
This distinct difference in the way they were treated was something Jiang Shu could always feel clearly.
"Maybe, she hasn't been telling us about her whereabouts and destinations for a long time. The four of us, and even Shu Bao, have no idea where she might go." The Tablet Spirit Xiao Yi shrugged; worry didn't seem apparent on its face, as if it had already calmly accepted this fact.
