Ding Rong stared at the man who was a few steps away, her teeth clenched tightly together. Her eyes, which were already moist from crying, were now shockingly bright.
Unlike Xi Cheng, who had lost his memory for more than ten years, Ding Rong had never forgotten this man. Even after such a long time, his face was still deeply imprinted in Ding Rong's mind and had not been forgotten for a moment.
When she first lost contact with him, Ding Rong was still pregnant. She would take care of her pregnancy while worrying about her livelihood. Every time she broke down, she would curse this man who had disappeared countless times.
As time passed, the resentment turned to worry. Later on, after getting used to being a single mother, those worries gradually faded away.
Just as what she had told Huo Tian, the current Ding Rong had already turned waiting and yearning into a habit. She no longer had the obsession to meet this man again.
