Even Meng Qiong didn't want to say anything harsh.,It came out of nowhere. He was so forceful, I started to feel numb. It felt like the world was spinning.,Meng Qiong's footsteps didn't stop. The cold wind blew her hair, making it stand on end. She looked up at the northern city. It was a snowy day in December. Her hands were frozen stiff, and her vision was a little blurry.。
