Each time Min Ning and I part is always so easy, and each time it makes Chen Yi reluctant to let her go.
Perhaps people always fear separation, feeling the need to cry tubs of tears to let the unbearable trickle away like tears, yet the deepest attachment often remains in the heart.
They meet again on the road, but the next moment they are gone, a fleeting encounter in passing. Chen Yi exhales a breath; this kind of female knight from the Jianghu has no constraints, like a very nimble fish in the water, precisely biting the bait, yet swimming away just as you try to reel it in.
Chen Yi had thought about forcibly keeping her, but he gave up on the idea a long time ago. She wants to be a grand hero, and he also wishes for her to become one, even if it means waiting for her.
"By the way, why is she going to the Southern Border?" Chen Yi mumbles to himself.
He forgot to ask her why she was heading to the Southern Border.
