Wei Anning subconsciously stood up, her gaze meeting his from afar.
Too far away to see his expression clearly, she only knew that his narrow phoenix eyes, as if veiled with a layer of cold frost, were nearly freezing her stiff.
She blinked, intending to get a clearer view, but he had already looked away and left with a young man by his side.
She watched his retreating figure with a sense of loss, that fleeting moment she saw him she almost felt a joy as if he had come for her. Wei Anning, after so many disappointments, what are you still hoping for?
A long and attractive hand appeared before her, waving to catch her attention, while Jiang Yang's clean and refreshing male voice reached her ears, "Come back to earth, what are you staring at so intently?"
Wei Anning turned to glance at him, her mood somewhat subdued, "Nothing, let's go."
