A lot of people in the crowd asked Ji Nuan if she needed help.
Ji Nuan did not reply.
Suddenly, the crowd behind Ji Nuan quieted down, and she noticed Sheng Yihan and Ji Mengran's expressions changed. Ji Nuan paused and suddenly perceived someone approaching from behind.
The man behind her came up to her and took her by the shoulder; a refreshing smell familiar, yet strange hung over her. Ji Nuan froze, and the man's hand reached over from behind, holding her wrist, and helping her to adjust her posture. His cool, deep voice suddenly sounded in her ear. "Don't be nervous."
She didn't have to look back.
She knew it was Mo Jingshen.
Even if the last three years had made the distance between the two of them as great as the Milky Way, as long as he got close to her, she could tell who he was from his taste, his aura, and his voice.
