Feng Mu leaned against her ear, whispering softly like a murmur, “Five years, Xiaorui. It’s been five seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Do you know how these days that feel like they're...art plummeting with a sickening thud.She lowered her eyes, a hint of pain in them.In those few years when she first arrived in Yun City, life was indeed very difficult for her, especially since she wa...