Looking at that familiar face, Yang Chen felt as though he had returned to that era long ago, to the very beginning.
Back in the Yang family, he had no status and no friends. His only family had been his elder sister and Gu Mingyue. No matter how worthless he was, no matter how bedraggled and miserable he became, there had always been someone silently supporting him, silently encouraging him.
They had never abandoned him...
Whenever he thought of those days, Yang Chen felt waves of aching pain in his heart!
Looking at Gu Mingyue's face, which could not resist the passing years, Yang Chen sighed. He had wanted to leave just like that, but in the end, he could not hold himself back. His figure flickered, and he arrived within the estate.
He looked at Gu Mingyue and remained silent for a long time.
Yet Gu Mingyue keenly sensed something. She immediately turned around and looked toward Yang Chen.
"Y-Young Master..." Gu Mingyue's delicate body trembled. As if she could not believe her own eyes, her lovely cherry-red lips parted slightly, leaving only the shock surging from the depths of her soul.
She had actually seen that face once more.
Was this a dream?
She had originally thought that she might never see this face again in her lifetime. That man was like a dragon soaring through the skies. Even if she had been unwilling to admit it, she had always believed that one day, Yang Chen would soar across this heaven, and no one would be able to stop him.
It was precisely because of this that she knew it would be difficult for her to share weal and woe with Yang Chen again.
She understood, and she accepted it, though sadness and loneliness were inevitable in her