His gaze involuntarily drifted towards the direction of the cave, and the delicate yet sorrowful face of Yili emerged in his mind, a growing sense of longing filling his heart. He knew full well that Yili's heart at this moment was like fallen leaves in the cold wind, without support, swaying uncertainly.
Shi Feiyang's eyes were filled with yearning.
He recalled the bits and pieces of time spent with Yili, those moments of laughter or fighting side by side — how comforting they were.
He wished he could throw everything aside, walk into the cave, and embrace Yili tightly, giving her warmth and comfort, but reality stood like an insurmountable wall between them.
