After a long silence, Zhou Lin suddenly called his name. "Hu Jiayun?"
"I'm here." His voice was low.
Just hearing his voice seemed to put Zhou Lin at ease. "I thought you'd died."
"I was waiting for you to speak," he said softly.
Silence fell again. Zhou Lin sat alone by the empty road, lost in thought as she stared at the concrete. Only when a car occasionally sped by did she remain without looking up. She felt tears welling in her eyes, then forced them back.
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