She never would have thought that Ouyang Hao would appear here so unexpectedly.
Lin Yixun's fingers suddenly loosened, and the scissors fell into the soil of the flowerbed. She stared blankly at the man in front of her, a layer of mist uncontrollably forming over her eyes.
Although it had been less than a month, she felt as though a century had passed. Her gaze settled on Ouyang Hao's face. After more than half a month, Ouyang Hao was still as handsome as ever, but he had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard.
There was a cast on his leg, making him walk with difficulty, even somewhat clumsily. His leg injury had clearly not healed completely.
Seeing Ouyang Hao like this, Lin Yixun couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. His leg injury had not yet healed; why had he come here? His leg had already broken twice, and if he didn't recuperate properly, what if it left a permanent affliction?
He was a huge celebrity, a star in the public eye!
