The setting sun was gentle, but it felt like she was being blinded by piercing sunlight, her eyes sore and unbearable. In the end, she just stared dumbly at his face, tears streaming down her face without her realizing...
She found it hard to describe with words that feeling of finally seeing a long-missed loved one after enduring so much suffering.
That feeling of finally returning to the warmth of the world...
The expression on her face was a hundred times more wronged and sad than Jinmulin's.
Jinmulin was originally full of grievances and rage, but seeing her silently shedding tears while looking at him, suddenly he felt the reasons and everything else were no longer important or meaningful, and all the questions and anger in his heart turned into a spring of gentle waters.
"Are you an idiot? I'm not dead! What are you crying for?" Jinmulin scolded her, his eyes, however, tender as water.
"Come here!" Then he roared at her fiercely again.
