Walking alone on the street, Feng Guang's mind was blank. She didn't know what to think or how to think. At this moment, all that could echo in her mind was his words: he had a woman he liked.

A passerby suddenly bumped into Feng Guang, and she staggered back a step, barely managing to keep her balance and not fall to the ground.

The man who bumped into her was a weasel-faced man who seemed to be from out of town, because he didn't recognize Fengguang and even spoke with an accent from out of town. He said irritably, "Can't you use your eyes when you walk?! Are you blind? Whose child is this, so ill-mannered."

The man spat again, glared at the little girl, and quickly walked away.

Feng Guang was jolted out of her reverie by the shout. By the time she realized she had been insulted, the man was already gone. She stomped her foot in anger, thinking to herself, "When have I ever been wronged?!"

But the person was gone, and there was nothing she could do. She swallowed her anger and continued walking back to the Xia residence. Inadvertently, she saw a familiar figure – it was Wu Qi.

Wu Qi walked slowly through the crowd, his destination unknown. Feng Guang was puzzled; she remembered that this child was still at the Xia residence before she left. Moreover, judging from his expression, he seemed somewhat nervous.

Feng Guang called out Wu Qi's name, but he didn't hear her. Without thinking much of it, she followed him.

After passing through an alley, Wu Qi pushed open the door of a house and went inside. This was Wutong Alley, the poorest alley in Tong County, and also Wu Qi's home.

Feng Guang walked to the door of the house. She wondered if Wu Qi was still thinking about his mother's death, which was why he wanted to come back to visit. Just as she was hesitating whether to knock on the door, a pleasant voice sounded from behind her.

"Scenic views".

Upon hearing the voice, she paused for a moment, then slowly turned around and smiled, "Shufeng, what are you doing here?"

“I came with you.” Shu Feng didn’t try to explain, but answered her question generously.

But this surprised her, and she paused, "Why are you following me? Don't you never leave Linglong Manor?"

“I was worried about you,” he said. “That’s why I came along.”

Here it comes again, that familiar, rapid heartbeat. Feng Guang stares blankly at him, "I won't get lost... what do you have to worry about?"

“Because Fengguang’s departure was indeed too hasty.” Shufeng walked to her side, a gentle smile in his clear eyes.

In this dimly lit alley, he alone stood out in his white robes, appearing utterly untouched by worldly affairs.

Feng Guang's feelings were mixed for a moment, and she muttered, "You're so kind... Well, you're so gentle, of course you have a good heart."

"Feng Guang has misunderstood; I am not a good person."

"Oh..." she replied casually.

Shu Feng sensed her perfunctory attitude, but it didn't matter. He bent down slightly, raised his hand to smooth her slightly ruffled hair, and said softly, "I'll take you back."

Feng Guang was momentarily captivated by his enchanting voice, and when she came to her senses, her hand was already in his palm.

His body temperature was cool, and the temperature difference between his large and small hands was like an electric current, starting from their clasped hands and running all the way to her heart, causing her heart to flutter.