“Zhang Xinye...” Yao Xiaoyuan had just started to call out to him when she realized she couldn’t make a sound. The person in front of her vanished, too. She ran with all her might, but couldn’t find him anywhere... He was the person she had missed for seven years! She was desperate. When she looked up, he was standing there, tears filling his eyes...
That time was the happiest period of Yao Xiaoyuan’s life. She never experienced anything like it again.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
