After the tearful reunion, Hua Jing and Xia Lin remained locked in each other's arms. Neither dared to let go!
The weight of the days they had spent apart—days filled with fear, uncertainty, and grief—pressed down on them all at once.
Tears streamed freely.
They didn't speak at first. What was there to say? What words could possibly contain the relief flooding their hearts?
Xia Lin clutched Hua Jing's robes like a child lost and found. She had been truly worried about Hua Jing. When Hua Jing had gone to look for Zhao Yan back then, she had left without a second thought. And with how dangerous everything had been at that time, Xia Lin could only pray she was safe.
And indeed—she was!
"You're here," Hua Jing whispered hoarsely.
The sound snapped Xia Lin out of her thoughts. She gave a shaky smile through her tears. "You too, young lady… You're alive!"
