"Jinghong!" Chu Qingzhi looked at Tang Jinghong, her eyes shining like stars, dazzling and beautiful.
Tang Jinghong's lips couldn't help but curl up, he quickly stepped forward, gently embracing Chu Qingzhi, as if holding a precious treasure, his eyes sparkling, his voice gentle as water, "Qingzhi!"
Chu Qingzhi's arms encircled Tang Jinghong's waist, her face against his chest, "Jinghong, I miss you."
Her voice was full of coquetry, something she would never do before, but in front of the person she liked, she unconsciously did so.
Tang Jinghong's heart pounded. He said softly, "Qingzhi, I miss you too."
Chu Qingzhi's lips curved into a smile, "How have you been during this time?"
Tang Jinghong smiled and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Chu Qingzhi looked up at Tang Jinghong. "Of course I want to hear the truth."
Tang Jinghong coughed lightly, using an adjective to describe life in the capital, "Unbearable."