Shen Ningning's little face lit up with joy, and she ran quickly to the front courtyard.
In the brightly lit forecourt of the private school, the ground was cast in a warm, radiant glow.
A familiar figure stood under the veranda with his hands behind his back. The rain dragon embroidered on the shoulder of his robe looked as if it had come to life.
Riding the clouds and mist, it was fierce and domineering.
"Brother!" The little girl ran toward him. "What are you doing here?"
When Mo Lingwei lowered his eyes, his long brows angled toward his temples. In the courtyard light, his features softened slightly.
"I'm leaving the Capital City for half a month, so I came to see you before I go," he said.
A touch of sadness appeared on Shen Ningning's round face. "Half a month is so long..."
She counted on her little fingers. "One day, two days... Does that mean I have to go to school twice before I can see you again?"
