"Hmm?"
Sitting in Lin Ying's arms, Ansheng looked slightly puzzled as she turned her head to Lin Ying and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Although it was only a very subtle change, Ansheng could sense that the moment Lin Ying got off the car to gaze into the distance, her heartbeat distinctly became quieter, her breathing shallower, and even her palms started to sweat finely. The scent emanating from her also changed.
"It's nothing, just being here suddenly reminded me of some things from last year."
Lin Ying adjusted the arm that was wrapped around Huhu's chest and abdomen, lifting it slightly to allow herself to look straight at the fox's cheek. With a bitter smile and a somewhat sorrowful expression, she shared her feelings with Master Fuli.
Some memories, although seemingly resolved, still stir up emotions in Lin Ying whenever she encounters scenes that evoke recollections, leaving her feeling slightly uneasy.
"Well then..."
