Countless times, the heart issued commands to go and bring her back.
Even if it means hate, means death, to pull her along.
Yet, my legs seemed filled with lead, unable to take a single step.
Just like that, watching the plane take off, soaring into the sky, farther and farther away from him.
Long Xuanye fixed his gaze, as if watching her fly away from his world.
In his mind, all he could see was her recent smile.
Lying in Lu Hualiang's arms, she was so happy, so blissful.
He searched for her for two thousand years, finally found her, and tried hard, keeping her by his side for over two months.
Yet on her face, apart from fear, there was only hatred; she would never again smile so happily at his side.
The little junior sister who once had only him in her heart and eyes now has another man in her eyes, no longer a place for him.
Just now, in the ward, the moment Lu Hualiang appeared, her eyes were only for that man.
She didn't even know when he had left.
