The moment Su Qinglan's eyes fully focused on Hu Yan, her heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand.
Seeing his golden eyes...the same eyes that had turned blood-red with madness in that dark, forgotten timeline...made her pulse race.
In that other life, he had lost his mind, his son, and his soul because of a lie.
In that life, she had watched him walk into the forest with a dead cub in his mouth, never to return.
"Hu…Yannn."
A sob broke from her throat. Before Hu Yan could even say a word of greeting, Su Qinglan lunged forward and threw her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest.
"I am sorry, Hu Yan! I'm so sorry!" she wailed, her voice thick with a decade's worth of unshed grief.
"I wronged you so much... I let them take everything... I'm so sorry!"
Hu Yan froze, his heart hammering against his ribs. He had no idea what she is talking about. He wrapped his powerful arms around her, pulling her small body as close as possible.
