Outside the tent, Zhang Qilan lowered her head and looked at her toes silently for a long time with a sad look.

Luo Xiaowan had never seen her look like this. She hurriedly reached out to pull her and asked in a panic, "Qilan, what's wrong with you?"

After leaving the small tent just now, they had arrived at this place, far away from the tent. Thus, they could no longer hear the sounds in the tent, and those in the tent couldn't hear their conversation ...