Even he felt like a stranger to himself.
Fortunately, he hadn't known Xiao Ning at the Southern Border Rescue Field, otherwise the nickname "Little Hooligan" that Qin Yue used might very well have been his.
This time, Sheng Ning's actions weren't intentional. No matter how bold or eager she was to see Huo Yan lose his composure, she wouldn't dare be so reckless.
"Xiao Ning!" Xu Qigang keenly caught her subtle movement. He had originally planned to endure it and quickly get her to the destination. But her little gesture made it impossible for him to hold back.
The winter in the Northern region was barren, the sky dim as if it pressed down low. On the bumpy road, one could hardly see another soul for tens of miles. The roadside was filled with dry withered grass swaying back and forth in the howling northern wind.
The cold weather outside was no match for their burning hearts.
"Do you know that I love you?"
"Do you know?"
