Many times, Lu Man felt that when she was anxious to find Mo Xiuyuan, anxious to see him.
He would appear in front of her.
This was not a coincidence.
This was called waiting.
Mo Xiuyuan was waiting for her.
In her previous life, she did not wait.
In this life.
She did not want to let go.
She walked over.
Walking past the crowded crowd of reporters, she threw herself into Mo Xiuyuan’s embrace.
She did not say anything. At this moment, the only thing she wanted to do was to hug him.
She hugged this man tightly and would never let go again.
A pair of strong arms hugged her tightly in an embrace. That kind of strength was the same as hers. There was a sense of urgency, a sense of loss, and a sense of peace.
Time passed quietly between them.
The reporters around them also wanted to be mute. They quietly watched the scene of reunion in front of them. Suddenly, they did not want to disturb the warmth of this moment.
