Song Ze reluctantly withdrew his hand and placed it behind Ye Ranran, leaning heavily on her.
Ye Ranran's hair had almost turned completely white. Looking at her half-white hair, Song Ze slowly smiled, "In this way, we have also grown old together."
Ye Ranran did not pay attention to his words. Her gaze was entirely focused on the person approaching from this direction.
Jun Mochan ran towards them, his gaze searching around. When he couldn't find the person he was looking for, his heart fluttered uneasily.
When his heartbeat reached his throat, his gaze inevitably met Ye Ranran's.
Seeing the person clinging to her, his gaze slightly narrowed, and his expression turned icy cold.
Even from a distance, Ye Ranran could feel Jun Mochan's fury.
He was angry.
She was so certain.
Indeed, Jun Mochan pulled Ye Ranran over. Losing support, Song Ze put more weight on his feet, aggravating his injury, which caused him severe pain, making his face turn pale.
