Only, this city is so big, and right now she doesn't have the slightest clue about Jing Yu.
No Xiao Moli, no influence from her past life as a celebrity.
In this vast sea of people, where is she supposed to go to find Jing Yu and the others?
Thinking of Xiao Moli, An Ziqi couldn't help letting out a sigh.
She knew Xiao Moli refused to let her travel back in time to save people because he was afraid she'd get dragged into that incident from back then—it was too dangerous.
Now she'd suddenly been forcibly sent back like this; once the Xiao Moli who was holding her in his arms asleep realized it, how terrified and how guilty would he be?
Someone who usually isn't willing to be apart from her for even one night, this time has no idea how long they'll be separated.
She just hoped that guy wouldn't think she already died and go ahead and cremate her body; then she'd really never be able to go back.
