C457 Di Wuya's Choice

Di Wuya had a dream. It was a very long and distant dream. The Rosemary flowers outside the house were crawling very high up, and they quietly entered the house, causing a burst of fragrance.

The Rosemary was like a dream, a dream of life and death.

The scene in his memory was a small square courtyard. He was born here. His parents were from Yangzhou