That year, at the age of ten in Huayu Ting's life, he met the love of his life. However, their story was not smooth sailing but filled with hardships and perils. It was these trials that made their affection for each other exceptionally strong, no twists and turns could ever separate them.
The next day, Huayu Ting arrived early at the riverside to wait. Although he spoke with feigned loftiness, his body betrayed his true eagerness.
But what he encountered was not the lively little girl from the day before, but a sobbing Fei Yu. The moment she saw Huayu Ting, she felt an overwhelming sense of grievance and couldn't help but burst into loud tears.
"Why are you crying?" Huayu Ting asked, somewhat at a loss.
"I was bullied." Fei Yu wept openly without any reservations.
"Who bullied you?" Hearing this, Huayu Ting's tone instantly turned cold.
"Those brutes, they stole your clothes," Fei Yu cried as she wiped her tears.
