The night wind blew, but couldn't scatter the tear stains on her face.
Confused and helpless, like an abandoned child.
Homeless, with only wandering and drifting.
If she had never been lively, she wouldn't know what loneliness is.
At this moment, she stood by the deserted riverside, gazing at the pitch-black night, feeling the chill of the wind, reminiscing about the past with him. An indescribable loneliness surged in her heart.
Her throat felt like it was blocked by something, her nose sore, gazing blankly around, lost and helpless.
"Where are you..."
When she opened her mouth, she realized her voice was incredibly hoarse, carrying a tinge of desolation.
"I'm here."
A familiar voice came from behind, and Xia Weibao turned around abruptly.
The moment she saw the familiar figure behind her, her previously gloomy face lit up as if a lamp was turned on, illuminating her entire being.
She lunged into his arms, tightly embracing him.
