Hearing Mu Qian Mei's half lecture, half doting words, Saren stuck out his little tongue and pouted:

"Wasn't it my sister who told me to be spontaneous? When I'm in the prairie, I also like to ride my horse and sing to my heart's content."

"Think of the old days, riding on horseback, running wildly at will, experiencing that kind of flying feeling, often facing the morning sunrise, accompanied by the sunset and returned, unrestrained, how happy to live."

"But ...