As always, his gaze was gentle yet firm.
In the moment their eyes met, a gentle tremor passed through her heart, like the stirring of a chick breaking free from its eggshell.
This feeling was familiar and warm. After more than half a year, Lin Xingjie once again remembered the day they both dropped their guard and truly recognized each other for the first time; the memory of the boy's promise, "we will walk the same path," nearly brought her to tears.
Whenever she saw Xu Xiangyang's face, Lin Xingjie's heart would race, a sensation she couldn't control.
The long-haired girl bit her lip, her emotions slightly complicated.
In his presence, she couldn't maintain her feelings of anger or despair for long, which was really...
This boy must be her destined nemesis.
However, Lin Xingjie now faced concerns she couldn't just set aside, so she couldn't casually follow him and leave.
She turned her head away, no longer looking at him, her gaze falling on the man lying on the ground.
