A petite girl was carrying a small basket. Just before she saw Wei Wuyan suddenly look back at her, she was at a loss and blushed with shame.,the young girl was obviously impressed by him, too, whether she washed her face clean or not. He pinched himself for a while, twisted the hands of the basket and said silently, "it's me."... ",just then, both men heard the faint sound of boots stepping on the grass. Wei Wuyue looked back and sure enough, the blue forgetfulness machine was coming this way.。