The man carried Wen Xinya into the car. Although he was watching from afar, Xu Zhenyu could feel the warmth and care the man had for her. As his chest tightened and a pang of pain hit his heart, tears cascaded down his cheeks uncontrollably from the pain as if something was threatening to claw out of his heart.
He might have missed her by just five minutes, but it resulted in what felt like an eternal loss to him.
He was the one who thought of the possibility that Xinya was here first. However, he could only search aimlessly at the mountain since the place was completely new to him. Every second that passed by was torturous to him, slowly driving him mad. He called every number in his phone helplessly, begging for the hope that someone would know the specific location of this stone house.