The harsh wind and the noise of a tank crushing a rock were very loud.
However, Qiao Nian could clearly hear every word Gu Zhou said. His voice was like the sun in winter, warming her heart.
Although it had only been a few hours since they had last met, Qiao Nian felt like it had been years.
Moreover, the last time she had seen him was when he was Zhou Zhou, but the person standing in front of her now was Gu Zhou.
Qiao Nian relaxed her guard. She shook her head gently, a bright smile appeared on her face, and her beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly.
This was the only smile Qiao Nian showed tonight.
"It's not too late," Qiao Nian said softly.
In her opinion, Gu Zhou had come at the right time.
If Gu Zhou had come a little later, who knew what worse things would have happened?
