Chen Tianlong sat on that stool. On that day, the two of them sat here, talking about finding a place with no fighting and no fear, where they could watch the sunrise and sunset together.
A gentle breeze blew, and Chen Tianlong slowly fell asleep. He was really tired that day, his heart exhausted.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but suddenly a woman was standing right in front of him.
She was wearing a white dress, a delicate and pretty face with a shy purplish blush, rosy lips, a high delicate nose, a figure with alluring curves, and a pair of enchanting eyes, shy yet seductive.
"Chen Tianlong, I finally found you!"
Tears instantly welled up in Wu Mengting's mesmerizing eyes.
"Mengting, is that you?"
Tears sprang from Chen Tianlong's eyes. At the moment his heart had died, was it her? It must be her, that look in her eyes, like they had known each other for lifetimes, he had no doubt.
