She seized the opportunity without hesitation and quickly ran out along the path while the maids were not paying attention.
Her steps were light, her heart was beating like a drum, and her palms were slightly sweaty.
However, just as she was about to step over the last threshold, Shen Yuhan came hurriedly from the other side.
As he reached the front hall door, he caught a glimpse of a blurry figure quickly passing through the side door of the mansion.
Shen Yuhan's heart suddenly tightened. That figure was so familiar, as if it was deeply embedded in his memory.
His eyes fixed, and his feet involuntarily moved in that direction, but an inexplicable pain surged in his heart.
“It’s her!”
The world in front of him seemed to shrink in an instant, and that figure became the only focus of his sight.
It's her!
It must be her!
He confirmed it repeatedly in his mind, his breathing became faster and his steps became faster.
He walked through the garden, following Fang Qingyue's figure, and finally blocked her way at a remote path.
"Qingyue!"
A low cry, filled with uncontrollable excitement.
The woman in front of him looked much thinner than he remembered. Her face was pale, with a bluish tint under her eyes. She had lost her former radiance.
She stood there with her head bowed, as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders.
She should have been as beautiful as a flower, but now she looks so haggard.
Fang Qingyue was startled and stopped abruptly.
There was nowhere for him to escape, and alarm bells rang in his heart. He immediately recognized who the voice belonged to.
The deep voice that called her name, with an emotion she was all too familiar with, seemed to pierce her instantly.
It’s Shen Yuhan!
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