He never imagined that the next time he heard news of her, it would be two years after her death, and he would be the last person to learn she was gone. The person he had tried countless times to escape had truly left, and now he felt as if a piece of him were missing. Was it an emptiness in his memories? Was the person who had occupied most of his youth really gone now? Years later, when he saw her again, she was standing beside someone else, holding his arm as she said, “Hello, everyone! I'm Chu Meng, Tang Miao's wife.” Lin Xuan: “Chen Xi, is that you? Are you back?”
