Han Xi nodded, fine crystalline droplets caught in her thick eyelashes.
After sending Song Yan away, Han Xi stood alone in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window for a long time, reminiscing about every moment since they reunited. Time seemed to pass so quickly.
........
In the evening when Lu Jinghan returned, Han Xi was watering the flowers and plants in the glass conservatory within the garden.
After parking the car in the courtyard and seeing the girl's silhouette, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of Lu Jinghan's mouth. He closed the car door and strode towards the conservatory.
"Why are you here so late in the evening?"
Upon hearing the voice, Han Xi turned around, her eyes clearly showing signs of crying: "Had nothing to do, so I came to water these flowers and plants."
"Have you been crying?"
Lu Jinghan frowned as he walked to Han Xi's side, his sharply defined fingertips brushing through her smooth hair, the pad of his thumb gently grazing her cheek.
