The sky where the Milky Way unfolded was serene.
Even the moonlight couldn’t boast its brilliant form in front of the silver river. The fragments of the collapsed barrier scattered like pollen.
It was a fantastical sight.
Even a wedding ceremony to choose a lifelong companion wouldn’t be more luxurious than this. Before long, the place where the man and woman stood became a forest clearing, with the moon and stars as guests quietly looking down at the ground.
The man’s golden eyes, which had been glancing behind him, turned forward.
It was an attitude without even a handful of lingering attachment.
Even though the girl’s slender hand was holding his trouser hem, he stepped forward without hesitation. As if he could shake off such weak grip anytime.
However, there was one variable he hadn’t calculated.
Namely, that the girl holding him was no pushover either.
Drag drag drag.
The girl panted but didn’t loosen her grip on the trouser hem. Even though she had to endure the…
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