Zhixi sat restlessly for a long time, until nightfall, she finally heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.
She immediately jumped up and ran to the door, colliding right into He Jingyao as he pushed it open.
He wrapped his arms around her, his tone carrying a hint of anger, "What are you in such a hurry for? What if you fall?"
Hearing his stern voice, Zhixi instead laughed, "Jingyao, you're back!"
He Jingyao looked down at her pale face, feeling a slight softening in his heart.
This silly woman.
He held her, his voice unusually tender, "Mm, I'm back."
Zhixi clung tightly to his neck. She didn't know why, but she felt like she had just narrowly avoided losing him.
How strange, he had just been out, so why did she feel as if she almost couldn't see him again?
"I almost thought I would never see you again..." she couldn't help but blurt out.
He Jingyao was stunned for a moment, then pinched her cheek, "Silly."
