Hearing the familiar voice yet looking at a stranger's silhouette, Feng Qingxue's tears started to flow immediately.
Large round tears fell down her cheeks like loose pearls, landing on Xibao.
"It's fine once you're home...it's fine once you're home..." A choked voice echoed in the room. Feng Qingxue's heart, which had been in suspense for the past half a year, finally relaxed. Rather than saying it's good to be back, it's better to say it's good to be safe.
"Qingxue!" Lu Jiang stretched out his arms to hug her, and the child he had not met before, but the snow and ice all over him made him pause.
