The various sounds around me became clearer at this moment, and among these joyful sounds, one sound was so different.

The footsteps were slow and steady, approaching without stopping for a moment, and gradually grew closer.

The owner of the voice was walking towards him.

Who is this?

Xu Qiaoqiao was feeling dizzy and her mind stopped thinking for a moment, until a shadow fell on her head. She opened her eyes slightly and saw a handsome but slightly pale face.

"Qiaoqiao," the person called softly, their eyes filled with tenderness.

"I've come to find you."

It was just a gut feeling; she had never seen this man before, but when she sensed his aura and saw his face, an answer screamed wildly in her heart.

It is Junjun.

"Jun Jun." Xu Qiaoqiao's lips moved, uttering these two words.

"It's me."

Her breathing became erratic as she watched the man slowly walk up to her, squat down, his eyes gentle and reserved. He opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

Her short black hair looked soft and neat, her eyes shimmered with a subtle light, and her lips were slightly pale.

A black trench coat outlined his slender figure, and the shirt inside was unbuttoned at two buttons, slightly revealing his delicate collarbone. He was also holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

This is a very handsome man, and now his eyes are fixed on Xu Qiaoqiao.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at the person who came, and the joy in her heart overwhelmed her, so much so that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

She took several deep breaths, trying to calm her excited emotions.

Jun Qi looked at her gently and patiently. So this is what his Qiao Qiao looks like.

"hug."

The words were spoken very softly and quickly vanished in the wind.

Jun Qi: "What?"

Xu Qiaoqiao slowly raised her arms, blinked her innocent big eyes, the corners of her eyes slightly red, and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "I want a hug."

I want to hug you.

Without hesitation, Jun Qi placed the bouquet of flowers on the ground, bent down, and hugged Xu Qiaoqiao. Feeling the girl's thin figure in his arms, he felt a pang of heartache.

"You've hugged someone, can you feel it? This isn't a dream."

"Mmm." Xu Qiaoqiao nodded vigorously, hugging Jun Qi tightly, feeling his warm breath.

All of this happened so suddenly.

She buried her face in his neck, rubbed her nose against his collar, and laughed through her tears.

Tears quickly dripped onto Jun Qi's neck.

"I'm so moved, these are tears of emotion."

"I know."

Xu Qiaoqiao never expected that on an ordinary afternoon, in front of a beautiful jasmine flower, her beloved would return to her side amidst the fragrance of the flowers.

Today is the happiest and most blissful day she's had since waking up.