"Cindy, you're acting really strange today," Zimei said in confusion.
Cindy barked joyfully twice, her dog eyes staring straight at the man.
Ye Cheng fixed his gaze on Zimei, unable to suppress the aching feeling that welled up from his nose.
Just a moment ago, he stepped towards her and recognized that she was holding a guide dog. When she showed no reaction to his approach, he had already guessed.
He finally understood why she had been hiding for the past six months; it turned out... she had become like this.
An unnameable sadness engulfed him. Ye Cheng barely managed to restrain his emotions, slowly reaching out his hand. His long, elegant fingers gradually approached the woman's beautiful face.
When she suddenly felt a cool touch on her face, Zimei's body stiffened, instinctively wanting to swat the hand away, but she suddenly froze mid-air.
Because she heard the voice she longed for so much by her ear: "It's me."
