His whole heart felt cold as ice.
The woman before him wore a light-colored casual dress with an ethnic flair and delicate sandals on her feet. She appeared more elegant than most other women in the airport. Yet, every gesture, every move she made was saturated with a strong feminine allure.
She still had that slender, graceful figure he remembered so well, and her wavy hair that flowed down to her waist made her delicate face look even more exquisite—irresistibly charming.
That woman dazzled him so much that he couldn't bear to take his eyes off her for a second. Watching her silently, he seemed to catch the familiar scent that seeped into his senses, little by little, filling him with a profound longing.
This was his woman, ah!
But this woman he had yearned for six years, thought of for six years, missed for six years, now seemed as cold to him as hail, her every word piercing his lungs like steel needles—
