She got on the train, but her gaze fixed outside, only when she saw the figure outside gradually fading into the distance did Meng Yunhan settle down on the berth.
It was a first-class train ticket Yun Hao had bought for her.
Outside, Yun Hao waited until the train disappeared from his sight before he trudged back to his military base with heavy steps.
Meng Yunhan stared out of the train window, yet her thoughts were filled with Yun Hao.
In her heart, Yun Hao was becoming increasingly important.
The current her did not feel like the same woman who had struggled in society for decades, rather, she was entwined in an innocent, girlish love.
