Jiang Yan Hai left. He did not continue saying goodbye to Commander Lin. To be honest, he had not been moved. It was not that he was somehow less of a man; rather, his heart could not even bear Li Ruo Bai's love, let alone anyone else's. So from the very beginning, he had never entertained any other thoughts. Naturally, he would not be moved.
Lin Mei belonged to this world. They were destined not to belong to the same world, so there would be no future between them.
By the time Lin Mei learned the news, Jiang Yan Hai had already left. She stood quietly atop the city wall, with no other soldiers around her. She was not wearing armor at the moment, only her ordinary clothes, as she silently watched the direction from which Jiang Yan Hai and the others had come—and the direction in which he had departed.
Even now, she did not know where he had come from, but that man had left an incredibly deep impression on her heart. Perhaps she would never see him again in this lifetime, yet perhaps he would remain in her heart for the rest of her life.
His appearance had completely changed her life.
Still, he was like perfection itself in her heart. Though he clearly knew her choice, he had nevertheless left without a sound.
Perhaps only a place like Great Qin could produce a man like him.
The distance remained a sea of yellow sand. She had long grown tired of the Gobi Desert's scenery, having grown up here, but for some reason, as she looked upon it now, she suddenly felt an unprecedented peace. It was as though this landscape had suddenly become interesting again.
He had said that they would build a city there someday.