An Ziqing pressed the doorbell.
There was no response from inside for quite a while.
She knocked on the door again and said, "Mo Wei, it's me!"
Inside, Mo Wei was already standing by the door.
He knew the moment An Ziqing came over; he was waiting for her here.
It's been more than half a year since they last met.
He really missed her.
Sometimes he would wake from a dream with a start.
Clutching his chest, the pain came back even just thinking about it.
Back then, although they were only nominally boyfriend and girlfriend, at least she was by his side.
Whenever he wanted to see her, he could always see her.
Now, it was really difficult for him to see her.
Because he understood Ling Chuan's personality, Ling Chuan would never allow her to meet him.
Even if allowed.
It wouldn't be like before, when he held her hand, accompanied her shopping, took her to eat delicious food.
An Ziqing looked at the cold door in front of her.
She inexplicably felt Mo Wei was right there.
