A heart, submerged in hot tears, hurts so much it can't breathe.

Both fists seemed to be crushed, just like his clenched heart.

It was a long, long time before he lifted his hand to take the hand that was clinging to him off.

"Sorry ..."

Three soft words, but they smashed her heart.

Looking at Yan Mor Calamity's distant back, the tears in Liangsheng's eyes gushed out like spring water.

A Yan ...

He got his memory back after all, but they can't go ...