up with him, asking in confusion, "Qiyun, where are we going"“…Xūwéi Mountain.” His voice was still icy, he seemed to be still angry.I took two quick steps and stood beside him."What are you doing" h...e time my great-grandmother fled the war, her generation has been engaged in this kind of "survival." My great-grandmother is still alive, while my grandmother has passed away. I imagine it's the bloo...