There was silence all around, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
He walked behind the man, who still had his back to him, standing quietly, without making a sound or saying a word, just as he had always been before.
Logan gently hugged his waist, put her head on his back, and murmured: "Owen Yin..."
The name that had lingered on the tip of my tongue thousands of times was finally spoken.
Owen Yin turned around quietly, lowered her head and looked at him, her black eyes were calm and peaceful.
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