Zhao Xiaoying and Bai Xiaosheng were enjoying the evening breeze and night sky on the terrace, casually chatting.
Zhao Xiaoying felt very comfortable talking with Bai Xiaosheng. This man had a pleasant voice and a humorous way of speaking.
Only, when he looked at her, there was always a kind of distant look in his eyes, as if he were reminded of someone.
His smile carried a slight trace of reminiscence.
In today's society, long-distance yearning isn't this type of emotion.
With video calls and convenient transportation, meeting up is quite easy.
But this was a yearning born of a long time without meeting.
Could it be about that girl who resembled her, had he broken up with her, or were they separated by life and death?
Zhao Xiaoying wasn't a gossip. However, at that moment, she couldn't help but let her mind wander.
"Are you thinking of someone because of me?" Zhao Xiaoying eventually couldn't hold back and asked.
Bai Xiaosheng was taken aback and then laughed.
