Chapter 358 Nineteen Years of Deceit and Deception

The torrential rain had come to an abrupt end, and the moisture-filled wind was still sweeping over the cliffs. Leaves rustling in the wind, piercing wet cold spread in the bones, Ning long sat on his knees, worn clothes will be delicate and cold body wrapped tightly, he dead embraced her, as if he wanted to squeeze every drop of warmth out of the blood to her.