Chenxing's eyes also welled up with crystalline tears. Her mind was muddled, wondering how the scene had become chaotic, and belatedly realized she actually shouted out loud, overwhelmed with joy and almost dancing with delight.
To understand the feeling when a woman, who had been self-talking in her mind for three months, suddenly discovers she can speak again.
Her voice was very weak, yet it bounced like notes of happiness.
"...Shaocheng?" she cautiously probed.
Gu Shaocheng lowered his voice and called her name too: "...Chenxing? Is that you? My darling, are you calling me?"
He was tearful, completely surrounded by this dream-like calling. He hadn't heard her calling him for almost three years. Was this moment real or not?
"Shaocheng."
"Ha, ha, Chenxing, Chenxing, my Chenxing, my dearest, call me again, call me again!"
