Fu Zi Mo immediately frowned, "What does it matter to me if they are together or not! Look, it's the middle of the night, you've seen me and I've spoken to you. We should go back to sleep!","This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.,As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。