"It's him, it's really him ..."
Mu Caiwei stared blankly at the sky, at the thin figure that was slowly walking out from the endless lightning, as two streams of tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.
He looked at the familiar figure that they had separated from a year ago and then at the person who had come back on thunderclouds a year later.
She bit her red lips tightly, and more and more tears gathered on her face. It was as if the longing she had accumulated in her heart for the past year, as well as the grievances she had just suffered, were all pouring out at this moment like a flood breaking the dam.
"He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here!"
"Brother ye, it's you indeed!!!"
Shi qianhan looked at the thin figure approaching him in horror, but he was more excited.
He could not help but recall the scenes from when he first met ye chen to when he got to know him.
