When he came to Kunlun Mountain, his long inky hair was blown by the wind, covering his face, and Frie, who was sitting on the roof of the palace, did not recognize him at once.

His voice was soft, as gentle as ever, "Fry. ”

"You are?"

Canglan helplessly brushed his hair away, revealing his crescent pattern, Frie was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head a little sullenly.

"I'm sorry, I promised to remember you, but ......"

Canglan rubbed her hair, "It's okay, isn't this remembered?"

"Canglan, you say, aren't everyone happy when I leave, and no one will bully them in the future. ”

"I don't know. But at least I won't, Frey, and I'll feel ...... if you're not there

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