Yan Xiao...
Qin Manjiang watched him, saying nothing for a long while.
Then Yan Xiao suddenly stood up, leaned down to his ear, and said a few words in a low voice.
Qin Manjiang's eyes slowly widened, but when he turned to look at Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao had already straightened and turned his back to him.
"So... go."
He did not turn around, but raised a hand and waved with his back to Qin Manjiang.
The car drove away. Yan Xiao was gone.
Qin Manjiang suddenly smiled. With a companion like that, what did he have left to worry about?
Since that was the case, he would do it.
He stood up and spotted a figure holding an umbrella in the distance.
Flower had arrived.
But this time, Qin Manjiang was no longer lost. A smile appeared on his face, one absent for a long time. It was a little like Xu Yi's, a little like Yang's, but more like his own.
Qin Manjiang walked toward Flower.
Flower seemed not to have expected Qin Manjiang to walk straight toward her.
What did he want to do?
For a moment, Flower could not understand what Qin Manjiang's actions meant. Was he showing off his keen powers of observation?
Something like, "I've already spotted you"?
Yet Qin Manjiang simply walked leisurely up to her, both hands in his pockets.
The wind by the river grew stronger, blowing Qin Manjiang's hair into disarray.
He stopped, lifted his chin slightly, and looked at Flower with a smile. "What, afraid I'd run away?"
Those eyes... Flower stared blankly into Qin Manjiang's eyes. He had only been away for a short while, yet he had changed so much.
That morning, his eyes had seemed shrouded in a dingy gray mist. Now they were bright, but