C1224 The Miracle of Blooming and Then Withering 9(1)

It had been so long that Mo Weiyang could barely remember it.

All he could remember was that it had been a bleak autumn day.

Mo Weiyang had already forgotten how old she was, so she couldn't remember her friends and family at that time. The only thing that he could remember was the back of his sister, the dazzling back of her that he did not dare to look at