Who knows, maybe it's the last time.
Tang Yansheng still looked the same as before, not showing any signs of weariness from prison. Seeing this, he smiled with relief.
Because this was his Da Sheng, always calm and composed, unfazed by any changes. Whether in prison or in the outside world, her heart remained the same.
Such a person always made him feel inferior.
He awkwardly smiled, ruffled his freshly cut short hair, and forced himself to meet her eyes, trying to smile: "Hey, Da Sheng."
Tang Yansheng immediately noticed that Little Sound had changed a lot.
He was thinner and darker, his hair was cut so short it clung to his scalp, you could even see his skin through the strands.
Even though he was dressed the same as before, he clearly emanated a sense of being travel-worn.
She furrowed her eyebrows: "You're going on a long journey. Where to?"
Luo Xiansheng was startled by her keen observation.
