In the mountains. The trees were surrounded by mist, and Song Yixi pressed over one number after another, quietly listening to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Her face was white and delicate, and her expression was gentle, and Sang Nan looked at her for a while, and then went away silently.

In the commissary...

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