Standing at the capital's airport, Xiao Xi watched the crowds pass by, but the one person she was hoping to see was nowhere in sight. "It's been three years. I'm back. Gu Yihan, how have you been?"
As Xiao Xi looked at this city, at once familiar and strange, a trace of sadness crept into her heart. The person she had thought about day and night was sitting in a nearby cafe, silently watching her, his eyes filled with a tenderness he'd never shown before. After watching for a long while, Gu Yihan finally restrained his urge to rush over and hurried out of the airport.
"Xiao Xi, we have all the time in the world!"
