Bai Xiqin's voice was like a spring breeze, reaching into his heart.
Leng Yebai slowly raised his head, staring straight into Bai Xiqin's dark eyes.
In those dark eyes, there seemed to be stars.
From those eyes, he saw no trace of disdain, only the joy of a long-awaited reunion.
In Bai Xiqin's eyes, no matter what Leng Yebai became, he was still himself.
Leng Yebai instinctively reached out, wanting to ruffle Bai Xiqin's hair, just like before.
The decayed fingers had just lifted when they immediately retracted.
Bai Xiqin, without a hint of hesitation, approached Leng Yebai and held his hand, guiding it to touch her head.
Leng Yebai opened his mouth but said nothing.
"Let's go! My dad and the others have been looking for you for a long time. They are very worried about you."
Bai Xiqin pulled Leng Yebai's hand and started to walk outside.
Leng Yebai paused slightly, then followed Bai Xiqin in small steps, lowering his head once again.
