"Leave cleaning up this trash to me!"
A familiar, gentle voice rang in her ear, causing Qin Qin's body to tremble.
She glanced to the side in disbelief. The young man's gentle face and his signature roguish smile were right there before her eyes. His star-like eyes twinkled with a mesmerizing depth.
Hong Yu!
'Isn't this the very same Hong Yu she had yearned for day and night?'
Tears welled up in Qin Qin's eyes as she stared at Hong Yu in disbelief. She tentatively reached out a trembling hand to caress his face. The moment her fingertips touched his somewhat cold cheek, she snatched her hand back as if afraid he was a fragile illusion that would shatter at her touch.
After a moment's hesitation, she mustered her courage again and reached out, stroking the young man's face.
The distinct sensation, the familiar face.
Qin Qin could no longer hold back her tears. "It's really you? It's really you!"
Hong Yu was filled with emotion.
