"Xiao An, Xiao An..."

Lingjun slowly woke up in the call of Zhengzhe.

Looking at the soaked Zhengze in front of him, this handsome face gradually overlapped with Ji Chengyan 's face in Jingxin Pond, and finally pieced together a complete person and a complete past and present life.

And Lingjun has no sorrow, no joy, no anger and no resentment .

Zheng Zhe's eyes, which were still happy just now, dimmed.

"Si Luxing-Jun, please let me go."

Lingjun ...