She had not seen him for almost two years, and she missed him very much.
When he was young, he secretly looked forward to it, silently liked it, and painfully suppressed it.
Everything he had experienced was broken two years ago.
The young master that she had looked up to, the man who was as bright as the stars, dimmed down just like that.
And all of this was just to save her.
Ling Xi would never forget the moment he pushed her away and blocked the impact for her. He would never forget the moment he turned around and saw li Junting lying in a pool of blood.
She would never dare to forget.
……
*
"Knock, knock ..."
Twenty minutes later, Ling Xi carried a bowl of hot porridge and gently knocked on the door of the innermost bedroom on the second floor.
As she had expected, there was no response from inside the door.
There was no surprise on Ling Xi's cold and beautiful face. She calmly held the door handle and pushed the door open.
