Yan Luoxi couldn't refute, she silently held the water cup, thinking that coming here today was definitely a wrong decision because her heart might be swayed by Aunt Tong's words.
Aunt Tong spoke earnestly, "Think about it, sir has been waiting here. As long as you're willing to come back to find him, you can definitely find him. But he doesn't know where you are in the vast sea of people, or if you're safe and sound."
Yan Luoxi put herself in his shoes and really felt the anguish.
Because he stayed in the same place, waiting for her to return. He didn't know when she would come back, only that day after day, year after year, he waited in vain. He didn't know what lay at the end of the waiting; he might wait a lifetime, and she wouldn't return.
Yet he still stubbornly waited for her to return, enduring the torment while holding his ground. Wasn't he just as much of a faithful person?
