C33 The memories of dreams

As I fell, I held on tightly to Lu Sheng's hand.

In his mind, fragmented images kept gushing out.

"Weiyang, wait for me." The girl stood behind the man called Mu Yang, twisting her mouth coquettishly, and muttered to herself.

Mu Yang impatiently stopped in his tracks, "Mu Ling, it's your turn again." Wei Yang turned around and put his hands on his waist. He fiercely glared at Loulan Slash