For a moment, Marquis Yisha didn't know why she was reacting this way.
She simply turned back in a daze and looked at the villa behind her once more.
At that exact moment, Yu Lan happened to look up.
Guided by the unseen hand of fate, their gazes met.
Looking into those bright, clear, beautiful eyes, Marquis Yisha subconsciously offered a reassuring smile.
Her hands, hanging at her sides, lifted slightly,
forming a gesture as if to embrace someone.
'What was I trying to embrace?'
The intersection of their fates was fleeting, impossible to grasp.
「The next moment」
They both looked away at the same time. Yu Lan was patiently listening to Shen Zueran, who was saying something beside her.
Her empty hands had embraced nothing—no soft, beautiful little child.
A sense of profound loss washed over her.
Arturo stood steadfast and dependable by Marquis Yisha's side, like a great, silent mountain.
"I'm never coming back to Central Star again."
「After a long moment」
