Feeling tense, even though she knew Xiang Yimo wouldn't arrive so early, Lingling couldn't help but go to the door to wait for him.
Carelessly opening the gate, she unexpectedly saw Xiang Yimo right in front of her.
The red gate swung open abruptly, clearly startling Xiang Yimo, who looked a bit embarrassed.
"Xiang Yimo, how come you're here so early? Or were you already nearby?" Zhong Lingling exclaimed with sheer delight!
It had been several days since she last saw Xiang Yimo, and standing so close to the man she liked felt genuinely wonderful.
So this was what it felt like to have a lover in one's heart; it made her feel as if she had grown ten years younger. She floated in a dreamy state, longing to be near him yet feeling extreme shyness.
Zhong Lingling blushed, lowered her head, smiled with pursed lips, but dared not meet Xiang Yimo's gaze.