Gong Ting was stunned, his azure eyes flashed with hurt, as he came with sincere affection. Not wanting to startle her, he even opted for a roundabout approach from the beginning.
Knowing she was in Beicheng, he would fly to Beicheng to see her every so often, sometimes silently following behind her, watching her chat with her best friends. The sunlight filtered through the tree leaves onto her face, her smile like a blooming flower stirring ripples in the lake of his heart.
He followed her in an almost pathological way, just like he had done for the past fifteen years.
Just watching her from afar, never coming closer, watching her grow up, waiting for her to grow up.
Yet, with just one oversight, they missed each other, and in her eyes, there was only that one person. Did she know how heartbroken he was?
