Chapter 183: What Choice?

.Even if I were flying overhead now, overlooking the mountains and rivers, everything would still be vividly in my memory.That cave, he and AnAn had once huddled together by the fire. On that mountai...a waterfall.She stood by a weeping willow, seeming to be unable to withstand the evening breeze.His singing voice was so moving, it intoxicated and bewitched the listeners, leaving them in a dreamlike...