Watching him, Xu Shengxia felt a pang of disappointment.
It clashed with her subconscious impression of him.
'The Qi Xiaoqi I remember shouldn't be this cold.'
'He should be an idol who smiles a lot, someone approachable and friendly.'
Just then, Qi Xiaoqi, who had been walking without pause, suddenly stopped.
As if sensing something, he slowly turned his head and glanced in Xu Shengxia's direction.
When he saw a girl who looked just like Xu Shengxia being held by an unfamiliar man, watching him…
His pupils trembled violently.
To get a better look,
Qi Xiaoqi took off his sunglasses…
But by the time he had them off and looked back in that direction, the girl in the man's arms had vanished.
As if he'd lost something precious, Qi Xiaoqi's lips tightened. He spun around and, ignoring everything else, plunged into the crowd with his long strides, shoving his way toward the spot where she had been.
