Jiang Shiyi's lips slightly parted, and she murmured those three words: Huangfu Yu...
Even though there was no signature on it, she felt very certain it was him.
Is it him?
It must be him.
If it's not him, who else would go to such great lengths to find her?
In her heart, there was a silent burst of sweetness.
Unconsciously, she curved into a smile.
Huangfu Yu, Huangfu Yu, Huangfu Yu, Huangfu Yu...
In her heart, she called his name over and over again.
A thought suddenly emerged in her mind: she wanted to find him.
But as soon as this thought emerged, it was suppressed by another thought: I should be with Brother.
She gently rubbed her temples, feeling waves of pain in her head again.
This advertisement was shown for a long time, and from beginning to end, it was that one missing person photo, as if frozen, lasting for thirty seconds, then skipped to another advertisement.
Suddenly, she was very eager to see that advertisement again, so she stared at the TV.
