This vast, boundless world.
For anyone, the easiest thing to obtain is time; likewise, the easiest thing to lose is also time.
She hadn't felt that way before.
But now…
Gu Zhiqing felt it keenly. She could clearly sense that her life had already entered its countdown, every bit and drop she could count.
"Your future is filled with a thousand colors, but I…"
Looking at the sky gradually shrouded by night, Gu Zhiqing grinned. "I'll watch you from the heavens, watch you turn into a dragon amidst these storms and soar through the nine skies."
Back then, how much resolve had it taken to leave without saying goodbye?
And now, she was preparing to go alone, to flee deep into the mountains, not to burden anyone, to let herself live or die as fate pleased—how much courage did that take?
Outsiders had no way of knowing.
"Cough, cough."
