No one was around.
Her heart skipped a beat, and suddenly she ran out frantically: "Xiaojue... Xiaojue..."
There was surprisingly no one in the garden.
She was bewildered: "Xiaojue... Xiaojue... Where are you? Xiaojue..."
She stopped at the corner.
Across from her, Huang Xiaojue emerged from a tall shrub, staring straight at her.
Clearly, he saw her stumbling, looking lost and forlorn.
She was anxious: "Xiaojue, where did you go? You scared me to death, I thought you were gone... Really..."
On her forehead, a layer of fine sweat appeared: "You scared me to death, how can you be alone like this? Without even a word, it's so annoying..."
She kept scolding and blaming him, and suddenly his heart twitched with an uncontrollable longing of pain—Xixi, are you afraid I'll leave quietly, without saying goodbye?
She is always worried about him.
Even if not out of love anymore, but that kind of bond far exceeds love.
