"I don't want to look for her anymore..."
This sentence echoed like a curse in Lu Yinfeng's mind.
She felt as if she were trapped in a boundless, chaotic space, tormented day after day.
Yet, watching the person she loved deeply sink before her eyes, she still tried hard to reach out a hand to pull him back.
So much time had passed, and everyone knew that there was little hope.
But no one was cruel enough to let a father and mother give up on their child.
Mo Nanze's eyes shimmered, and tears welled up.
His hand went limp, and the cup fell to the ground.
After the shattering sound, the stars in Mo Nanze's eyes dimmed, and he hugged Lu Yinfeng tightly without a second thought.
"I'm sorry..." Mo Nanze trembled as he apologized.
Actually... he had felt for a while that it was time to end the search.
He had exhausted every effort and still hadn't found the mysterious person who had taken Little Dewdrop away.