"We were each other's salvation…"
Looking at the smile on Qiao Jingyun's face, images from the past appeared in his mind. In the darkness where he could not even see his fingers…
'Little brother… you go first; don't worry. I'll be fine.'
A young girl's sweet voice came from the dark like the warm rays of the sun. It gave him hope.
Back then, she had saved him, but he… let her get hurt in the end.
"Little brother, I hope that you can be happy." Seeing Ji Ziming's dazed expression, she looked at him with a smile.
"…" He was a little stunned when he heard her address of him.
This address… She had not called him that in a long time.
For some reason, she called him little brother without his consent when the two of them were still strangers.
However, as time passed, this girl seemed not to like calling him that.
Instead, she liked to call him 'Ziming'.
He was a little moved when he heard this long-forgotten address.
