He was about to be swallowed by the night, who knew how long has he had been standing there.
"Yu'er," Feng Linbai called out.
He took a step forward and the streetlight reflected on his face. The night had originally been dark and the shadows proved lonely but now, under the warm yellow light, he felt a bit more warmth and gentleness.
"You were waiting for me?"
Jiang Yu asked curiously, "Are you feeling unwell?"
She thought that something was wrong with Feng Linbai's eyes again, so she casually tiptoed up to his face to check the condition of his eyes.
Feng Linbai could feel that Jiang Yu was very close to him.
She always seemed to be like this. Whenever she did something, she would be especially focused. Every time she checked his eyes, she would be completely focused and was not aware that her closeness was sweet torture to him.
