Yu Jinghan's eyes flashed with a touch of slyness as he began to speak, "So, can I get a hug now?"
An Lan was so moved she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Hearing these words, she extended her arms without hesitation and hugged Yu Jinghan tightly.
Yu Jinghan lowered his head, inhaling the scent on her body, and embraced her tightly with longing, but soon, he let go of her.
Because he was afraid that if he held on, he wouldn't want to let go.
Even though he knew that maybe in the future, he'd never have the chance to hug her again.
If only it were possible, he truly wished that time could freeze at this moment and never fade away.
He released An Lan and, without looking back at Ye Qinghao and An Lan, turned and walked away.
Leaving An Lan standing still, quietly watching his back.
An Lan sighed, then composed her emotions, before turning to leave. As she turned, Ye Qinghao had already retracted his head, so An Lan didn't see him.
