"Uh… 'showing kindness for no reason, you're either up to sex or theft'… Silly girl, be honest, did you come up with some wicked idea to prank me again?"
"Do you know where Huang Xiaojue is?"
Wan Donglin fell silent.
He was caught off guard. Because he hadn't expected her to ask.
She'd been back in the country for over half a year now, and she'd never once mentioned the name Huang Xiaojue, and he'd never brought it up either… Gradually, it was as if Huang Xiaojue had really vanished from both their lives, as if from then on this person no longer existed.
Yet only tonight did he realize: he's there—Huang Xiaojue—he's always, always been there!!!
When Yan Xixi asked, she was actually a little nervous inside. But she couldn't keep playing deaf and dumb. These days she kept thinking of Huang Xiaojue, kept thinking of that strange dream at the airport back then, half-illusion, half-real—deep down, a faint fear—if that dream was real, then had Huang Xiaojue already died long ago?
