Ding Yi gazed at the young man who had matured quite a bit, her expression slightly dazed.
All along, because of Zhou Wang's constant evasions, she was always the more resolute one.
But that didn't mean she truly enjoyed it.
No matter how much more mature she was compared to her peers, she was still just a girl in her early twenties. She often felt uncertain and lost, unsure if such waiting and persistence held any meaning.
She would never show vulnerability in front of anyone, but that didn't mean she wasn't sad and disappointed, especially since she was well aware that the "peach blossoms" around Zhou Wang were never-ending…
But at this moment, upon hearing Zhou Wang's seemingly implicit confession and seeing him rush to meet her, sweat trickling down his forehead, a subtle sense of being touched filled Ding Yi's heart.
She was not someone who couldn't express herself, so she made her move.
"I... missed you too."
