It was dusk now in London.

The setting sun cast a golden glow on the River Thames, and the reflections of buildings on the river banks in the water swayed in breeze.

"I miss you."

The low and soft voice of Su Jianan came from the other side of the earth, taking Lu Boyan's breath away without any signs.

He suddenly stopped and had an unrealistic fantasy for the first time—he wished he could teleport.

If he could teleport, ...