Zhong Min felt a bit nervous as well. She anticipated his arrival, yet feared it, unsure of how to face Xiang Yu again.
At that moment, her phone inappropriately started playing music, but no one paid attention because Xiang Yu had already walked in.
Xiang Yu's face was very calm as he swaggered in.
Zhong Min was completely dumbfounded. Xiang Yu had matured a lot, but the contours of his face completely matched those from the past.
At this moment, Xiang Yu seemed to have crossed time, coming towards her bit by bit from the past.
"It's really you." Zhong Min's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but say it out loud.
Xiang Yu stopped five meters away from her, saying nothing, just standing there quietly.
"You're not dead." Zhong Min finally couldn't hold back her tears.
Countless lonely nights, she dreamt of Xiang Yu walking towards her, and she would throw herself forward regardless of anything.
