More than a month in time, to strangers, it may not matter much, but to two people in love, it feels like an eternity.
During this past month, Ding Ziyu thought she might see Yan Chenqing again, but she didn't know what they would say to each other at that moment.
Or would they just look at each other in silence, coldly passing by?
In any case, they could never return to the intimacy and affection they once shared.
But she didn't expect that the first thing Yan Chenqing said to her was, "Xiao Zi, I miss you."
At that moment, Ding Ziyu knew she couldn't control her emotions, and she allowed herself to lose control, sobbing uncontrollably in Yan Chenqing's arms.
He missed her, so how could she not miss him?
But saying this, does it help? No, it doesn't help at all.
That day, the two of them held hands and ate at a restaurant they often visited.
They didn't say much, or perhaps, all words seemed pale and inadequate, very pale.
