One minute.
Two minutes.
Ten minutes.
The helicopter in the sky quickly departs, not daring to linger.
And on the empty helipad, the two embraced, speechless for a long time.
Yi Lin attempted to resist halfway through, but couldn't push away.
So, Yi Lin gave up struggling.
Xia Ruxue held Yi Lin as if using the strength of three lifetimes.
"Lin Yi, Lin Yi, Lin Yi, Lin Yi, Lin Yi, Lin Yi..."
Xia Ruxue lowered her head, repeatedly whispering that name.
She enunciated each word clearly and with force.
As if afraid of losing it.
"I am called Yi Lin."
Xia Ruxue lifted her head, blinked, her eyes red and teary.
She smiled happily, her smile bright as a flower: "Senior Brother, are you called 'Lin' for this lifetime?"
"No, it's my original name." Yi Lin wrote his name slowly on Xia Ruxue's palm, then scratched his head and asked, "After such a long separation, wasn't that hug a bit excessive?"
"In this life, I will never let go of Senior Brother again!"
