Because the sound of Lu Tianxing opening the door was very soft, Lin Qianru didn't notice someone had come in and continued to gaze blankly at the scenery outside.
Lu Tianxing stood in place, listening to Lin Qianru's words full of longing and looking at her noticeably thinner figure, took a deep breath, and immediately walked towards Lin Qianru. Then he slowly stretched out his hand and embraced Lin Qianru in his arms.
"Qianru, I missed you too."
This sudden change startled Lin Qianru. Her body instinctively twisted, but when she heard that incredibly familiar voice, she quickly turned around. Upon seeing that face she had been dreaming about day and night, she reached out her hand, gently touching Lu Tianxing's face, and murmured softly, "Is this a dream?"
Listening to Lin Qianru's soft murmuring, Lu Tianxing felt a sharp pain like a needle prick in his heart, with an urge to hold this woman tightly until the end of time.
