Yang Feng touched his forehead with his large hand, his fingertips covered in conspicuous blood, then turned to Yang Yuqian and said:
"It's just a minor injury, it's none of your business."
"How can it not be my fault? I was the one who hit you, so I'm responsible."
Yang Yuqian frowned slightly and inexplicably retorted.
Yang Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he took a deep look at Yang Yuqian. He had to admit that this woman was indeed beautiful, with delicate eyebrows, a graceful figure, and a pair of charming phoenix eyes that held a hint of worry.
"None of your business."
Yang Feng coldly uttered the words, leaving behind a melancholy figure.
"you……"
Yang Yuqian was so angry that her delicate body trembled. When had she ever suffered such an injustice?
"No good deed goes unpunished! What kind of people are these? They've only been gone for a few years, have all the Chinese people become like this?"
After saying that, she stomped her high heels on the floor, got into her Maserati, and drove away.
"Why did you go abroad... Why didn't you tell me... Why did you leave me... Why did you leave without saying a word..."
Yang Feng's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears, his body felt extremely heavy, and he kept muttering to himself.
They've only just begun, and they're already separating. They promised to never be apart, to always be together.
All of this...
It's all fake!
Fake………
Walking on the unfamiliar streets, the tears that had been welling up in Yang Feng's eyes had long since evaporated, and he walked forward aimlessly.
He got lost.
My three years of high school have come to an end.
Thick, dark clouds filled the sky, and bolts of lightning, like thunder, roared across the heavens.
"Didn't we promise we'd never separate...didn't we promise to stay together forever..."
Yang Feng's eyes were lifeless, and he wandered the streets like a walking corpse, exuding an aura of sorrow that seemed to permeate everything.
"Were those words just youthful recklessness...? Hehehehe..."
He didn't know why she went abroad, but he knew she had left him.
"Splash—"
Glistening water droplets drifted down from the gloomy sky, washing over the parched earth, turning into ripples and splashing up droplets.
Yang Feng was being drenched in the heavy rain. The icy rain poured down relentlessly onto his thin body, and his dark hair covered his lifeless eyes, dripping down his face.
"What is he doing? It's raining so hard, and he's still walking in the street. Is this guy mentally challenged?"
Yang Yuqian, who was driving the Maserati slowly behind, murmured to herself. For some reason, seeing his melancholy and desolate back made her feel a little touched.
What's wrong with me?!
The torrential rain drenching him made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Why should I meddle in other people's business? Really."
Yang Yuqian gave a cold, self-deprecating laugh and slowly drove past him in her Maserati. As she passed by, she glanced sideways for a moment.
"Cross-scratching————"
A deep red lightning bolt flashed before the naked eye, faintly revealing the shape of a dragon.
At the same time, it instantly highlighted Yang Feng's melancholy figure, which then suddenly disappeared.
His face was already wet with tears, whether from rain or tears, they dripped down his angular cheeks, soaking him to the bone, making him look like a drowned rat.
"Ding! A strange phenomenon has occurred! Side quest obtained: Compete for rare and precious materials. Successful completion of the quest will reward you with one hundred scrolls. Failure of the quest will result in the release of one million volts of electricity."
"The system automatically locked the location; Yunmeng Mountain is located in the Yanshan Mountains north of Beijing."
Yang Feng walked down the unfamiliar street with a blank expression. He had no interest in the system tasks at all; things were already in a terrible state.
“She’s already gone. What’s the use of being sad and heartbroken here? What you need to do now is become stronger. Only when you are strong can you find Han Shilan. What good is your grief and despair now? It’s all in vain.”
Suddenly, a melodious voice came from my mind; it was Starlight.
A glint of light flashed in Yang Feng's silent eyes. He stopped his heavy steps and looked at the gradually dissipating dark clouds in the sky, where the bright sunshine shone on the earth.
Yang Feng tried his best to reduce his suppressed emotions, but unfortunately it was impossible. He turned and walked towards home; it was already afternoon.
After returning home, Yang Feng took off all his wet clothes, went into the bathroom and took a hot shower. The showerhead poured hot water down from head to toe, and the steam created a white mist that smeared a layer on the mirror.
"Beep beep beep—"
As Yang Feng came out of the bathroom, he heard his phone ringing. He paused for a moment, then went to pick it up.
It's an unfamiliar phone number.
Hello, who is this?