The rain slowly stopped.
The sky was gradually clearing up.
The villa in front of them was disappearing at a terrifying speed...
At the same time, the wounds on Song Que and Bai Yanliang were also vanishing.
"We are returning to the real world."
Song Que's voice carried a hint of melancholy.
He had always thought he wouldn't mourn for anyone, not even himself.
But Qi Nian, this girl whom he always thought a bit foolish, unsettled his heart.
From her first mission in Fog Gathering, she was saving people.
Until now, during her last mission, even when she was about to become a ghost, she was still saving people...
Bai Yanliang lifted his head, staring blankly at the villa swiftly disappearing before his eyes.
Suddenly, his body became stiff.
Just now!
Something lightly brushed against his lips!
"It was a finger..."
Qi Nian's voice, filled with a girl's playfulness and shyness, whispered into Bai Yanliang's ear.
"Qi Nian!"
