It was already late when Jun Wangchen left the hotel. Rather than wander around, he started the Bentley and drove toward Jinling University.
As the Bentley passed a lake, he suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped.
At ten thirty at night, the screech of brakes sounded especially harsh and abrupt.
Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes, parked the car, unfastened his seat belt, and walked toward a set of stone steps by the lake.
A lovely figure sat on the steps.
The shadows concealed her exquisite face but accentuated her clear, bright eyes, which shone like stars.
"Youyue, what are you doing here?" Jun Wangchen looked at her, both puzzled and startled.
Hadn't Xu Youyue flown home that morning to deal with an urgent matter?
Why was she at this lake tonight?
Was it a coincidence?
Or an accident?
A summer breeze blew past, lifting Xu Youyue's silky hair.
As she turned her head, a sheen of moisture appeared on her lashes. Her eyelids trembled, and that moisture became tears, winding down her delicate cheeks.
At last, they reached the corners of her mouth and spread, forming a bitter smile...
Jun Wangchen frowned and hurriedly looked her over. "Youyue, what's wrong? Are you sick?"
Xu Youyue said nothing. The salty, bitter tears at the corners of her mouth were like a sharp dagger stabbing her nerves, hurting so much she could barely breathe.
An inexplicable ache rose in Jun Wangchen's heart. He stepped forward and embraced her. "Youyue, tell me. What's wrong...?"
"A Chen, I don't want to leave you..." Unable to hold back any longer, Xu Youyue wrapped her arms around his waist, her tears falling like rain.
Jun Wangchen didn't know what to say. Xu Youyue clutched the hem of his shirt, like a drowning person holding on