It was a long silence.
Huang Fu looked a little distracted too.
That man… He had no idea how to tell her about that man.
Five hundred years was long, wasn't it?
Why was it just a moment for her?
Nothing was missing, even if he tried to remove it.
It was very misty outside. She was still in the snow, looking beautiful and loving just one cup of tea, but that man did not give up. Otherwise why would he spare no efforts to steal away the golden roll?
That was destined.
Even if 500 years had passed.
What she told him about the chaos in the four countries was just a minor thing, but that was a good thing too.
Huang Fu reached out his hand.
He put his hand on her head, caressing it. "Don't worry. I will help you."
"…"
"Just leave here. That man will not appear so soon."
Gu Chaoyan was startled and then realized something. She moved away from Huang Fu, looking at him cautiously.