Tao Zhixiang looked at Chu Mucheng's face, a smile lingering at the corner of her mouth, but there was already a shimmer of tears in her eyes.
This man... it turns out, he still remembers!
All these years, the man deeply hidden in her heart, those buried memories that have turned to dust, are brought up at this moment. Yet, somehow... they have traversed time and space, becoming clear in her mind, filled with gentle emotion.
"It's me!"
Tao Zhixiang spoke, though it was just two words, her throat tightened, and the sound that came out... was unexpectedly so dry.
Chu Mucheng's heart thumped, as he focused on Tao Zhixiang, feeling a bit incredulous, yet somehow, everything seemed so reasonable.
Yes, he had always thought he hadn't had any interaction with this woman, yet she was like this with him. That feeling was clearly one of love, wasn't it?
He truly didn't know what merit he had to make her love him like this!
