Kang Weizhen suddenly thought of her eldest son.
In this regard, Yangyang was just like her eldest brother.
The only way for him to resolve his worries was to work.
The only way for her to resolve her worries was to read.
**
It was still snowing on their last day here. Sheng Yang was still reading in the pavilion. Seeing that it was 1310 hours, she put down the book.
Although it was the last day, she knew Yi Juncheng would keep his word. Since he said so, he would definitely keep his word.
Sure enough, at 1314 hours, he appeared amid the fluttering snow like a fairy. He was wearing a long gray coat and a black sweater. His thick hair was covered in snowflakes, slightly hiding his long and narrow eyes.
He walked toward her with a smile. "So you do know how to read fortunes. That's why you knew I'd appear."
