Qiuqiu eagerly turned around, only to see a delicate figure in white standing gracefully. The person he was thinking about was right in front of him, smiling warmly at him.
Bai Jin's reply to Qian was completely inaccurate. She was not "a leaf notifying the autumn breeze," nor had her beauty faded; she was even more radiant than when they last parted.
Bai Jin's hair had grown a bit longer, softly blowing in the wind as it cascaded over her shoulders. She was still wearing the white dress from their farewell, but now it seemed dazzlingly beautiful rather than melancholic.
"It's so cold, why are you dressed so lightly?" Qiuqiu naturally took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. He initially worried he wouldn't know what to say upon meeting, but found himself more at ease than expected.
Some people seem to have never left your side, always nearby.
