Yi Zhuo looked at her quietly, his eyes calm and unreadable.
Outside the window, the moonlight was bright. An old-fashioned door lamp hung in front of the gate, its green iron casing covered with a thick layer of dust. The surroundings were so quiet that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.
"Do you know why I invested in this institution?"
After a moment, the man suddenly asked her, his voice slightly hoarse, blending into the heavy night like a gust of wind in the fog.
Chang Xuyu shook her head.
She didn't know, and she didn't want to know right now. She just wanted to find out how Yi Zhuo had managed to find her in this remote mountain village. Even if this was a newly popular sketching destination, there were countless places across the country. Among billions of people, she didn't believe fate could be so miraculous.
She hated the feeling of being watched. Even if she didn't have much time left, she still wanted to live out the last stretch of her life freely.
Chang Xuyu turned her head away, frowning. "I don't want to know."
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