Beitang Feng stood by the window, watching the long line of cars drive back to the castle.
A storm was raging, the night's wind was strong, and the servant repeatedly urged him to return to his room, but he stayed there like a child waiting. Every time Beitang Feng woke up and couldn't see Li Qiyu, he would wait for her, look for her, like a child left home alone by his relatives.
"Young Master, Miss Li has been brought back."
Ling Ran's voice came through the wireless Bluetooth headset.
Beitang Feng had already seen this with his own eyes, his brow tightly furrowed. He had become so conflicted, both hoping for her return and wishing she would never return.
He racked his brains trying to see her, even if it was just a glimpse from afar, but he hoped even more that she would leave far, far away, never to return.
This contradictory feeling made him miss her even more, he could never get enough of seeing her...
