At first, when Shi Yi stayed out all night, Wang Zhijiao felt nothing. Her heart was already as cold as ash; all the things in this world had nothing to do with her. The only obsession that kept her alive was revenge.
Later, however, ripples began to stir in her heart. Whenever Shi Yi failed to return, she would pace by the door, gazing down the winding path that stretched into the distance, hoping to catch a glimpse of that familiar figure. Eventually, whenever she saw Shi Yi return, the young woman could no longer suppress the excitement within her. But even though her heart felt like thunder, her expression remained as calm as a placid lake.
Yet this time, when she saw Shi Yi appear at the gate, carrying a load of supplies and wearing a sunny smile in the sunset, she could no longer hold back and ran over to him. In front of Shi Yi, the ice-cold air that usually clung to her vanished, replaced by the gentle, naive charm that should have been hers all along.
Chapter 69