It was as if the sound had resonated in Ling Momo's heart, causing her to shudder involuntarily.
Even now, she still hardly dared to believe he was actually waiting for her here.
It took her a great deal of effort to calm herself somewhat, as she simply stood still without moving, a distance away from his car.
Li Qingshen just sat in the car, his eyes deeply fixated on her.
She stood outside the car, returning his gaze without moving.
It was deep winter now, snow had fallen, and it was nighttime, silent, with bursts of North wind blowing, chilling to the bone.
It was unclear how long the two of them had remained in this standoff when Ling Momo suddenly sneezed, startling the man inside the car.
Li Qingshen withdrew his gaze and stared at the front of his car for a while before pushing open the door and stepping out, striding forward until he was in front of her.
