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 is a picturesque small mountain. It's not very tall, but it's ethereal and beautiful, especially in the morning when there are wisps of mist that seem to dance, giving one the feeling of being in a fairyland.,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.。