The afterglow of the setting sun has dissipated, and the twilight sky.
The mist is gradually rising!
“Master sister, the camp is set up, and dinner is ready.”
Eliza saw that Jasper hadn’t gone back for so long, so he found: “Bai Wu is lucky today and hunted a wild boar.”
Jasper was sitting on the big rock by the stream, like a petrified statue, silent.
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