But at the moment he saw the petite woman, the man's hawk-like gaze flickered with a trace of distraction. His heart, always steady due to his work, began racing uncontrollably! He desperately wanted to stride over and embrace her!
So many years had passed, yet the little girl had always been his internal pillar of support, his strongest source of motivation.
She was stunning—far more beautiful than when he left her. Even with her simple ponytail exposing her smooth forehead, even in just a plain white cotton dress, the smile at the corners of her lips was so pure and enchanting. Her snowy-white skin glowed, her long lashes fluttered like feathers, and her clear, crescent-shaped eyes resembled the luminous moon hanging in the night sky—captivatingly radiant.
"Let's go."
