With her lips clenched, Nanxi nodded. However, deep down, she thought crying was not the only way to express sorrow!
"Nanxi..." The man called her name. As she looked up in surprise, he was already gazing at her sorrowfully, and then he kissed her deeply!
The last time, also at this airport, he stood on the second floor, watching as a handsome young man held the girl in his arms, kissing her fiercely and passionately.
That was when she sent Li Weihuan back to the United States. Now, quite unknowingly, almost two months had passed!
Today, two months later, he stood in the same spot, holding the woman he loved dearly in his arms, his lips lingering on hers, seemingly unable to pull away.
Yet the underlying feeling was, surprisingly... sadness!
...
Nanxi was leaving, her figure gradually distanced. Mo Yan kept watch behind her, maintaining appropriate distance!
He really shouldn't have let Mo Yan accompany her, but he couldn't trust anyone else with it!
