I came from a world of turmoil and saw you, smiling serenely by my side.
In that instant, the bitter winter was no longer cold.
My heart returned to its place.
The things of the world were no longer as lovely as before, but they were still tolerable to look at.
Between the few short hours from December 31, 2008, to January 1, 2009, if you were to ask Gu Jiangnian how he felt,
he would surely take his time to ponder before confessing: worried, fearful, anxious, uneasy, restrained, excited, surprised, and finally settled.
He was worried about Jiang Muwan meeting with an accident, afraid that the little spitfire would be bullied, all anxiety to find her.
Knowing that he was returning to the Capital, all his worries, fears, and anxieties transformed into overwhelming unease—he was afraid that the incompetent little spitfire had left him to return home, not wanting him anymore.
But this unease could not be shown even the slightest before others.
