Yu Zhizhi hadn't seen Yusen in a long time.
Ever since they parted at the seaside, there had been no news of the Mermaid.
As the young man's figure drew closer, she grew unconsciously tense. Her hands clenched the deep purple fabric of her long skirt, her heart pounded like a drum, and her eyes were fixed on Yusen—
He was getting closer and closer.
So close that Yu Zhizhi could finally see him clearly.
Yusen was dressed in a white aristocratic suit, exquisitely tailored to fit him perfectly. At his collar, he wore a white jewel that shone with a dazzling light. The young man stood tall and straight. His light brown hair was cut short, giving him a more mature and stern look than before.
His features were still handsome and delicate, perfect in every way.
But compared to before, he felt like a stranger to Yu Zhizhi.
