The elves obviously weren’t going to stay.
They kept treating the wounded until dusk, grabbed a quick meal, and set out again.
The second time saying goodbye, Tu Weierxi wasn’t as sad.
She just waved at Qu Weichen and got into the elves’ caravan with her mother.
[Sigh, that’s how friendships are when you’re young—always these strange meetings, then forced separations.
Who knows what kind of fate it’ll be when you meet again, or what kind of people you’ll have become.]
Qu Weichen: Don’t use that radio host voice to say stuff like that!
Whatever sadness Qu Weichen had...
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