"Welcoming me?" Shi Yao whispered these words to herself in her mind, then forced a bitter smile. "I hope so."
In truth, on this trip Shi Yao only wanted to make up for some of her regrets. After all, more than a decade had passed, and she did not believe the other person would still remember her.
Following Su Yi through the alleys at night, Shi Yao instinctively clutched the hem of her clothes, her heart gradually growing restless and uneasy.
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