The night sky served as a canopy, twinkling with stars, yet they couldn't outshine the man standing in the wind.
Like a deity descended from the heavens, he leaned nonchalantly by the window, hands crossed over his chest, legs long and shapely. Clad in a suit and tie, perfectly formal, yet it was the smirk at the corner of his mouth that made him come to life.
"Da, Da, Da Luoluo..."
Gu Xiaoer struggled to swallow down a shrimp dumpling, her large eyes round with shock, staring incredulously at the man by the window, handsome enough to incite the wrath of both mortals and gods.
This isn't a dream, right...?
Could it really be Da Luoluo?
Wasn't he on a business trip in Haijing City?
Rubbing her eyes, she still couldn't believe what she was seeing, so beautiful it seemed unreal, so ethereal, she slowly extended her hand to touch the man bathed in an aura not far away, tracing the outline of his familiar features with her finger.
Is it because I miss him so much...?
