"Why didn't you step forward to thank Hero Ding when you saw him?"
Nun Dingyi looked at Yilin with some dissatisfaction.
Yilin was speechless, hesitant.
In her heart, she also felt some regret and remorse.
After Ding Ling left.
It was as if she finally awoke again, realizing she indeed owed Ding Ling a 'thank you'! Owed him a debt of gratitude that had not been repaid!
"What should I do?"
Her mind was in a whirlwind.
Under the urging of Nun Dingyi.
She hesitantly chased out, but when she reached the mountain gate and looked out, Ding Ling and his companions were nowhere to be seen.
"Have they already left?"
Yilin felt lost and frustrated, her eyes slightly red with shame, understanding that this parting might mean she'll never see Ding Ling again in this life.
She hadn't repaid the favor she owed Ding Ling.
There were several times when she could have said thank you in person.
But it was her own timidity that ruined it.
"Hero Ding, I'm sorry..."
"Thank you."
