Luo Fan gave a bitter smile, "Qianqian, Grandpa always said to leave everything to fate, and moreover, mentioning this issue makes me feel uncomfortable, so I seldom bring it up."
Gu Qianqian said nothing more, just smiled at Luo Fan.
The two of them continued to walk hand in hand, soon disappearing at the end of the tree-lined path.
Just then, a woman's figure flashed from behind the big tree.
It was a young woman.
But she was very thin, looking haggard, her hands tightly clenched, her eyes somewhat neurotic, and the passing children instinctively kept their distance from her.
She stared blankly in the direction where the two had disappeared, her eyes flashing with a hint of madness, but then suddenly shook her head as if coming to her senses.
Soon, the madness in her eyes faded, and she stared intently in the direction where they left, only to turn and leave moments later.
It seemed she was muttering something under her breath.
