Wen Qiao was already thin, but this time she had lost even more weight, looking like she had just recovered from a serious illness.
At this moment, as she looked at him, her eyes were even more timid.
Seeing Ji Shaoyang's gaze turn cold, she spoke up just as he was about to leave, "Wait a moment!"
He stopped in his tracks when he heard the voice behind him, "What do you want to say?"
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry!"
"Shouldn't an apology also come with an explanation?" Ji Shaoyang turned his head, his voice hoarse, "Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"
"I never intended to leave without saying goodbye, I thought I had a chance to say farewell to you." Wen Qiao struggled to speak, but felt at a loss for words.
