The scorching sun in the afternoon seemed a bit hot, and there were not many pedestrians on the Xishu Ancient Road. Lu Yun walked slowly on the ancient road, his expression a bit disappointed. Yi Yuan is not far away, but at this moment, Lu Yun was thinking of Bai Ling, thinking of every bit of being with her. When getting along, I didn't feel anything. After we separated at this time, Lu Yun realized that he was alone, and he was a little uncomfortable. Without her laughter and her sweet language, everything seems to lose its color.